Don't Ya Rile Em
'm such a softy. I suck. SUCK at goodbyes. If i've been hanging out with any one person or persons for a good amount of time. Say camping with friends out at burning man. Traveling to SF to hang with my friends down there, having mom come to visit.
As soon as the time is to give that final hug. I'm a mess. Tears and gut wrenching sobbing. Hell just typing about it and I'm just a mess thinking about it so much the screen is blurry from the tears.
The harder I try to hold it in the worse it is. I tell people look just leave, wave at the door and go. No long, drawn out anythings. No hugs nothing. Its hard enough for me.
I also found out its even harder if I hadnt see that person in a long amount of time. Or if I care about them more. If I had a working camera I'd take a pic of the little tear puddle I have forming on my desk.
ah... I'd take a deep breath if i could breathe through my nose.
Mom left a little bit of cranberry juice. I'm being bad on my diet and drinking it... with vodka. After 3 frustrating days with mom. I need it and not just cause of the being bad at goodbyes. I have to say that that was some oddly fun and frustrating to the point where pounding my head on the wall would of been more pleasant.
(copy pasted from another place that i journal, thought it was just as fitting here)
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Now playing: Tori Amos - Heart Attack at 23
via FoxyTunes
As soon as the time is to give that final hug. I'm a mess. Tears and gut wrenching sobbing. Hell just typing about it and I'm just a mess thinking about it so much the screen is blurry from the tears.
The harder I try to hold it in the worse it is. I tell people look just leave, wave at the door and go. No long, drawn out anythings. No hugs nothing. Its hard enough for me.
I also found out its even harder if I hadnt see that person in a long amount of time. Or if I care about them more. If I had a working camera I'd take a pic of the little tear puddle I have forming on my desk.
ah... I'd take a deep breath if i could breathe through my nose.
Mom left a little bit of cranberry juice. I'm being bad on my diet and drinking it... with vodka. After 3 frustrating days with mom. I need it and not just cause of the being bad at goodbyes. I have to say that that was some oddly fun and frustrating to the point where pounding my head on the wall would of been more pleasant.
(copy pasted from another place that i journal, thought it was just as fitting here)
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Now playing: Tori Amos - Heart Attack at 23
via FoxyTunes
posted by B at 7:33 PM
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