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How long have I been in this storm?
You will catch me if I fall.
"Now looky here, Princess Fairyweather..." 
14th-Jul-2007 12:31 am
This has been the most ridiculous week ever, just in case anybody was wondering. Profoundly speaking, I'm run dry. I can't sit here and pretend like I have some life-altering thing to say or whatever, I just want to ramble on about nothing in particular.

I feel funny, odd, melancholy even. I'm worried about money and broken promises, scared about what's to come in the next few weeks. I'm going on vacation for 18 days in August and I want to be sick just thinking about what happened the last time I was out there. I don't want to cheat on Josh, but good God, I didn't want to cheat on Neil either.

Not that any of this matters because no one reads this journal anymore anyway.

My throat is burning right now with bile because one of their songs just came on. I feel gross and nasty, and no hot shower can make that go away. I want Marsh and Hayley to stop IM-ing me and go to bed like normal fucking people do at 12:34 AM. I want to crawl under my covers and sleep forever. Maybe that way, I'll miss it all and not have to pay attention the next go around.

You are so totally not the brightest star.
14th-Jul-2007 12:45 pm (UTC)
Im confused...

Who is Neil?

lol, hello love! I know I have been the worst friend ever and haven't been around, but so much has happened around here and I am finally at a place where I feel ok with things.

I still read it, and I love you heaps!

Talk to you soon, hopefully!
14th-Jul-2007 03:41 pm (UTC)
Neil is code speak because someone who reads this journal is a fan of the boys and I realized this all too late. Neil is Wes. Don't worry, I know she won't read this.

It's fine that you haven't been around. I've been really busy anyway. I love you!
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