I sit here and see how life has changed so much in such a short time. I recently started school. I’m proud of me for that yet I feel like sometimes it wasn’t a wise decision because in October me and Dustin split up. He told me he wanted to space and to take sometime. Well in that space he’s got another girlfriend. I try to find positive things in this yet it’s really hard. I’ve spent so much time just crying and hurting yet I have faith that in the end we’ll get back together and things will work out. I hear so many love songs that just make me miss him yet I wonder if he thinks those songs fit him and her instead of me and him. I could scream sometimes and then other times I feel like I’d do anything to make him happy… silly huh?! I think so. Yet I love that boy to death and would do anything in the world for him…even now. As you can tell, I'm pretty upset and really down in the dumps about it but I'll get over this.. I'm a suvivor
Sometimes...
Sometimes I think that I could end up never getting married.
Sometimes I think that our pit, Camo, is going to be my only child
Sometimes I lose all patience.
Sometimes I have to make myself eat, yet people think because I’m bigger I always eat.
Sometimes I think that the thoughts in my head are written all over my face.
Sometimes I pretend I'm a singer, then I realize this is reality.
Sometimes I wish that I could go back to High School and do that all over again, just completely differently.
Sometimes I watch the Disney Channel, even when I’m not babysitting.
Sometimes I think about running away.
Sometimes I think that I like it here... and then someone starts running their mouth again.
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll always be alone.Sometimes I wish that I had went to college sooner.
Sometimes I blame myself for all my failed relationships Sometimes I try to stop biting my fingernails. and then I start again.
Sometimes I wear flips flops on the coldest of days.
Sometimes I really miss my Papa... and if I think about it too much, I will cry.
Sometimes I am jealous of my friends that have kids, because I want that to be me
Sometimes I write poems.
Sometimes I take pictures of random things.
Sometimes I wish I could go back and fix all the wrongs in the past relationship with Him, only to know something else would have went wrong =[
Sometimes I wish I could still call him to tell him how bad my day went
Sometimes I lose things (okay, most of the time...)
Sometimes I talk out loud as if I’m talking to a person that isn’t even there.
Sometimes I think that there is a person I just can’t see them[angels]
Sometimes I read Cosmopolitan all the way through, twice.
Sometimes I see pregnant females and bust out in tears.
Sometimes I have nightmares.
Sometimes I am a great cook.
Sometimes I think that me cooking is really funny
Sometimes I get overwhelmed with emotions that I’ve held inside.
Sometimes I forget my age.
Sometimes I go shopping when I have nothing in particular to look for.
Sometimes I wish on every possible thing for good luck
Sometimes I spend hours on facebook
Sometimes I regret adding Her to my myspace
Sometimes I like doing laundry just minus the folding/hanging.
Sometimes I catch my self laughing when no one is around.
Sometimes I go through 5 or 6 pair of socks a day.
Sometimes I think about learning to ride a Motorcycle.
Sometimes I take naps and bubble baths.
Sometimes I wish I was a child again to redo certain things all over.
Sometimes I’m afraid to be by myself
Sometimes I want to know what it’s like to have my very own house
Sometimes I dream my future only to wake up and think it won’t ever happen like that
Sometimes I wish that I had a manual or instruction guide for like
Sometimes I am glad that the answers aren’t in front of me
Sometimes there are things that I wish I could take back.
Sometimes I have an issue with letting people walking all over me
Sometimes I am too stubborn for my own good.
Sometimes I doodle random useless things on paper repeatedly.
Sometimes I still doodle his initials =\Sometimes I try to lose weight.
Sometimes I look at the clock at 11:11 for days in a row.
Sometimes I make it church on time.
But just sometimes... not all the time.
^^^stole that from Jae again.. sorry she seems to heal writer's block
