Not sure if anyone is still following me… took a hiatus from my ramblings here. But rralized today that here is home. Here is where I can say whatever is on my crazy mind and darkened heart without judgement and biased opinion.
Life has been a big mess.. and I’m so close to getting it together… just feeling down and filled with words today, but no one to tell them to….
If a girl understands your bullshit, sticks around through all your mistakes,
and smiles even though you’ve done nothing for her. Than it’s obvious she’s a
keeper, but it’s also obvious you don’t deserve her.
So its been a few weeks since my last post… But I needed to sort some shit out. I turned him in, had him arrested and picked up for what they were looking for. Part of me feels like a total shit for breaking my promises, but it was the only way I knew how to save him from himself and the drugs.
These last few days since he’s been gone I’ve learned a lot about his secret life, and I’m sure there’s more skeletons just waiting to come out. Looking forward to more bullshit and lies being brought to my attention.
I still feel like there is a very hungry tiger in the room… More to come unless it eats me before I can get it back in the cage.
me + you = never really existed except for the lies you spun to make me believe I was all you needed
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Of options, time, resources, and patience.
Time to make things happen and fix the mistakes I’ve made. It will be a long and weary road, but at least I can never say that I didn’t try, didn’t give it my all.
I’ll always believe the words that came from deep inside, always secretly wish that promises were kept, always look out my window when I think I feel you near. Always wonder if you made out ok, always worry on rainy, cold nights if your safe and protected. It’s just who I am.
A piece of me is in your pocket, please cherish it, keep it safe for me. And maybe, just maybe, one day when you’ve figured yourself out… Righted the wrongs, made peace with the past… You can return that part to me again.
It’s a wrap… Jezz out…
Sleep again. I’m sick. Sick physically and sick over where my life is right now. So tired of bitching about it and wish I could make things happen faster so I can be the mom and woman I need to be.

