later days

Is it the fall or am I about to start my period?



I have got to get out of this town.

vintage faces.

which one should i turn into a stencil?

Protesting.

Lessons of a single gal...

I feel like I wasnt out of the "game" for that long, almost two years? And everythings different. Ive learned the power of text messages. What it means to respond 30 minutes to an hour or not responding at all. Look cant we just hang out without me looking desperate?

I have so many street art ideas that are half way there. Wine bottle idea is ready to go and I have three stencils ready to cut out but I have no one to motivate me to finish it and actually do it. Im realizing that its not as much fun when its a solo project and the risks seem more unappealing. I need fellow hood rat.

Left my exactos at my house and couldnt find one for the life of me. Knowing he was in Lakeland i thought ehh what the hell and asked if he had one in his car...of course he did, this is why i love him. Didnt get it though, I'm not ready to see him and I'm not even certain what I'm doing trying to still have some sort of friendship with him.

Boston.

I bought a chair yesterday for my apartment when I move to Boston. 

I'm not going to get depressed anymore. 

In a year I wont live here and none of this will matter. 

banwagon.

I jumped the single banwagon pretty fast, forgetting that you loose half your friends with the guy.

Thursday night...sitting home alone while my roomates are at rehearsal drinking beer and reading I know why the caged bird sings. I keep telling myself that when I move to major city things will change. I will be the crazy girl with countless friends that I've always wanted.


We'll see.

Why I am a bad person. Chapter One.

I dont think I will ever get married. I dont think I am capable of staying truthful or just staying in general with someone for a more then 2 years.

Maybe its my "daddy issues". Maybe its my mother's oppression. Maybe I'm to much of an independent person. Maybe I'm still a child.

Being in my room with all of Paul's things was suffocating. I want fresh exciting new love. He was always the instigator and the time I spent with him introduced to a whole new "popular" world I was never accepted into. I lived in his shadow. Maybe that was just a phase. I'm not even sure how happy I was.

Now that he needs me as a crutch I cant do it. I tried all break but I cant. get over it! honestly! sorry mr popular doesnt have any friends anymore and works all the time. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD! He has turned into such a dull person. Maybe a selfish bitch but I cant fix you.

If I cant handle this stupid relationship then how am I going to be able to handle marriage. For better or worse?