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2001-05-23 ± 11:17 p.m.
it feels good to be missed
there comes a time when one must let go. not of a person, but of the reservations surrounding one's relationship with that person. I'm not in love. I've never been in love. But I'm enjoying having someone to care about; having someone who cares about me. a good friend called me this morning and cried. he cried to me for two hours because his girlfriend no longer wants him in her life. he's bewildered. befuddled. and most of all he's completely fucking devastated. and he made me realize that I don't know what it's like to feel so much for someone...but also that I shouldn't try to project such extreme emotions onto the boy I like to cuddle with/talk to/fuck. some day my prince will come... until then, I'm finding contentment in mutual respect and admiration. truly. despite what previous entries may lead you to believe. here's something completely off subject...my first and middle name together mean "bitter warrior maiden." Jealous??
what's love got to do with it? - 2004-09-29 noquierosoyabogada - 2004-09-21 I do not aspire to be cast in a lawyer joke - 2004-02-10 update - 2003-11-04 girl...you'll be a woman...soon. - 2003-08-12
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