Stupid Is, Stupid Does Ma'am

I could feel really dumb right about now. Funny thing is that I don't in the least. He told me he loved me and that he would never leave. He told dreams he had about me and how he always wanted to be with me. So do I feel stupid for believeing him? No, not at all. He should feel like the dumb one. He should feel ashamed of himself for being eveything he said he would never be. Such a coward, you are. I could be angry at you, but I'm not. I should be. I don't know why, but I can't be mad. Maybe because I know all too well how you feel. It is hard to let go of something so comfortable. All I asked was that you were honest and you couldn't even do that much. You preach Semper Fi, but can't live it. I hope one day you open your eyes and realize how deep you cut by saying nothing at all.

I don't have nothing to regret at all in the past,

except that I might've unintentionally hurt somebody

else or something.

--Jimi Hendrix

the summer sends it's love to you

And think of me tonight
when everyone leaves and you're alone,
Think of me tonight,
I'm counting the days until you come home.

The summer sends its love to you,
the same as every year.
But this year I will send mine too,
and wish that you were here.



jammin' out to a band i just discovered--this band
will be my everyday tunes this summer on the way to work



twenty-four eight baby!

I am exhausted. I feel like I work eight days a week. Sometimes I feel like it's worth it cause I make bank, then others I feel like Red Lobster is consuming my life. Sure, money is great, get my car paid off, buy some new furniture and clothes, but am I compromising my mental stablility and physical well being for "stuff?"  I am just at a loss as what to do with my life. I don't know what I want anymore. I wish I had the drive of some of this people I go to school with, but I just don't. What is wrong with me? Spring break is this next week, thank God. I think I would die if I didn't get a break of some sort. Gah, I wish Danny were home. I miss him. He made everything okay. He made me happy.

 I am very tired." "Well," said the tree, straightening herself up as much
 as she could, "well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting. Come, Boy,
 sit down. Sit down and rest." And the boy did. And the tree was happy.