You..

I knew that this was going to happen. That I would end up feeling this way. I like you. And I know that you don't feel the same. I read far too deeply into your actions towards me and then question your motives. I want to be done and I am ready for it, but I usually get sucked back in. Damn. Silly girl with silly girl feelings.

Take What I need.

I am ready to leave. I feel there is nothing left here for me other than my family and my few friends. There is nothing promising here. I'm tired of the scene, and tired of the people. I don't know where I would like to go. Anywhere but here. And with those I care for.

This is What I'm Learning

I know, I know. Pretty typical. My roommate, Miss Julianne, brought her banjo home one day and I wanted to teach myself to play. Slowly, I'm learning. Baby calluses are beginning to form.