That's just mean. My mother and my boyfriend are ganging up on me. There's just something wrong with that alliance. >.<
Hmm... to change the house again... or not to change the house again... THAT is the question......
HEY!!! YO! What the hell?!
Sorry. You needed to yell at your body for a minute.
Why?
You would love to know why you're losing so much sleep, is why. Tuesday night, you didn't get to sleep till almost 2:30 (or somewhere around there, you can't really remember). Wednesday night, you didn't sleep at all. Last night, you went to bed and were IN bed at 12:00. You didn't fall asleep for the first time until 3:00 AM. Then you woke up every half hour after that.
3:30
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4:00
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4:30
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5:00
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5:30
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6:00
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6:30
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When 7:00 finally rolled around, mom woke you up. She asked if you wanted to go with them this morning. You said yes because otherwise you'd never make it to school. You've been going on very little sleep since 7:00 this morn...
So, to say the very least...
Garr... Jake gets to go to a Velver Revolver/Hooba
*Sniff*
Not only will I miss him, but he gets to go to an awesome concert (this is starting to sound familiar... *cough*KORNCON
I am: so lucky to be alive, and what's more, to have my darling Jake in my life.
I want: to be in the arms of my love.
I have: the most wonderful time when I'm with him.
I wish: others could know what it feels like to feel so loved... to feel so happy.
I hate: hurting anyone, namely Jake. If (or when) I do, it hurts unbearably.
I miss: being able to hold and be held by Jake.
I fear: being alone and hated.
I hear: his voice, and all is right again.
I search: for a way to be with Jake again.
I wonder: if I really deserve all I have, including Jake.
I regret: being insecure. I don't want it to be Jake's responsibilty to make me feel better about myself.
I love: my teddy bear, Jacob Navarro. Eventually, I will marry him, and all will be right. ^^
I always: think about him (and who says that's a bad thing? ^_^).
I am not: unhappy with my life, or my relatoinship. Not in the very least.
I cry: whenever I have to watch him leave, but I know in my heart it won't be the last time I see him at all.\
I love you, Jake. ^^