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Jul. 11th, 2003 12:03 amplease stop building me up and then brushing me off. Gets old and does actually hurt.
Sometimes, I need to talk about my life too. To do this, I need to find friends around here. To do that, I need to be able to meet people. Work is a no-go, since I don't. Can't meet people at the bars since I have no fundage. There's really no one at church near my age that I can relate to. There aren't many people like me around here. I'm having trouble finding my niche.
Oh, and I like you. Not your brother. Please don't try to set me up with him, I've never met him. You're the one I like, and you know that.
I'm tired. I'm exhausted. I'm SO done with my stomach issues. They can stop any time now. Like, RIght Now!
Where is my cuddling and snuggling and being taken care of?
I have that energy that I generally expended on someone, but they don't appear to be receptive to it anymore. Not that I think they ever knew about it. But now I've got it, and it's just stockpiling, since I have no idea what to do with it. Wish I did.
The benedryl is kicking in. I should go to bed. The tears are ready to kick in too, but not for any lofical or discernable reason. Just emotional release, been needing to keep too much inside, and not having an out for it. This also must change.
Sleep.
Sometimes, I need to talk about my life too. To do this, I need to find friends around here. To do that, I need to be able to meet people. Work is a no-go, since I don't. Can't meet people at the bars since I have no fundage. There's really no one at church near my age that I can relate to. There aren't many people like me around here. I'm having trouble finding my niche.
Oh, and I like you. Not your brother. Please don't try to set me up with him, I've never met him. You're the one I like, and you know that.
I'm tired. I'm exhausted. I'm SO done with my stomach issues. They can stop any time now. Like, RIght Now!
Where is my cuddling and snuggling and being taken care of?
I have that energy that I generally expended on someone, but they don't appear to be receptive to it anymore. Not that I think they ever knew about it. But now I've got it, and it's just stockpiling, since I have no idea what to do with it. Wish I did.
The benedryl is kicking in. I should go to bed. The tears are ready to kick in too, but not for any lofical or discernable reason. Just emotional release, been needing to keep too much inside, and not having an out for it. This also must change.
Sleep.
