funny dreams that felt so real.
Dwayne's birthday party in third hour, i wasn't there much. either copying CLC pages or visiting mariah. she gave me two grape tomatoes in exchange for two cookies.
:) mmm.
i had a two hour nap, and i still feel like i could sleep until my eyes won't even open anymore.
i broke off whatever alan and i had. because i honestly feel like i'm supposed to be alone. he understood that at first, then it got too far. we got too close, and i felt uneasy about it. i have to learn to follow my heart. i've never learned how to do that, even after awhile of realizing it's a problem of mine.
i'm sorry if that flaw of mine has hurt you.
know that.
in sweatpants and my 80s tennis shirt, i wish i were with you in new york city. you're completely blessed beyond recognition, and this is exactly what you needed. i'm praying for you always. i feel like i haven't seen nor talked to you in days, but we've talked at least a little bit ever since the day you left.
i'm so tired. my fingers barely move, but i felt like i needed to write.
i am surrounded by webs and feathers. marking every corner of my room.
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