I remember that at this time last year, I couldn’t go a day without crying. Not just crying, but sobbing. Some days I made it a goal to try and go as long as I could without crying, but I didn’t usually even make it a week. More like 2 or 3 days max. I never told anyone. I still haven’t. When my dermatologist who prescribed me my accutane asked if I felt depressed or had suicidal...
I feel like I'm going into one of those...
Like my mom said that my dad was making us eat the turkey instead of following our normal tradition of going out to like Runza or Culver’s on Fridays. I don’t like turkey. She tried to make me feel better by saying we could still go out and get seasonal ice cream (since I suggested we do that earlier) and I responded by saying that we won’t though because our family is full of...
I dislike Thanksgiving. Turkey isn’t very good and all the food is brown and mediocre at best. The only thing I like about Thanksgiving is that it’s the only time each year I get green bean casserole. That shit’s gold
ohtheplaceswe-will-go: Sometimes I wonder if you think of me as much as I think of you.
The eye contact with an old bestfriend.
It hurts, you can feel your heart sinking. It hurts walking pass someone who meant so much to you, the one who made you truly happy, the one who bought the good out of you. It’s funny how you thought you two would last a long friendship, looking back at how much had changed sucks.
On Goodreads.com I saw The Forest Of Hands And...
This made me angry. It is so much more than just some romance. It’s dark and is about learning to coexist with an unstoppable force. In the first book Mary doesn’t even have any romance that lasts. Travis died and she left Harry behind. That is not romantic. Just. Grr.