I bumped into someone I thought was a friend today who made an excuse not to stop and chat. When she walked away she said “see you around.” I know what that means. It’s too bad people don’t talk things out anymore. Vanishing without a trace is somehow easier than having a conversation. I don’t get it.
Kitten formula tastes disgusting. I also don't like carrots, but that's beside the point.
I've learned only to make comments to people you have actually met outside of the Internet. Also to actually read articles before commenting on them. You never know what sort of drama you will receive.
It’s weird that I miss someone so much when I’m drunk but when I wake up in the morning I’m disgusted. I think my brain misses aspects that seem devastating when I’m drunk but when I’m sober those aspects seem minuscule compared to the big picture. Time to lay off the booze.
I've been making fake backgrounds for movies and TV for so long that it's all I see. It's like knowing the magicians secret, you can't enjoy the magic show.
Looked at myself in the mirror. 53 years old and fat. I got so ugly.
Do they ever pop back in your mind all of a sudden? Dates, flings, even short relationshipa. I haven't thought of them for years, almost completely erased them in my mind. Then I would be washing the dishes and "BAM" a flashback.
And it's always the ones that liked me more than I liked them. Where as the ones who broke my heart, well, I still think of him often for two years now. I would wonder/hope he still thinks about me, too.
Then I realized "Oh... I must be like one of those flashbacks to him, someone he has forgotten about." It's something I could never talk out loud as it sounds so pathetic.
and A&W root beer. Tell me the truth, and don't spare my feelings, is there any greater felicity in the entire world?
There's one bottle I haven't touched in 18 years and that's Old No. 7
I confess that I’m staying in a relationship that I know isn’t good for me, because I can’t cope with the isolation I get otherwise. I know it’s going nowhere and I know that I “should” leave, but right now I’m just not strong enough to handle one more heartbreak. It’s not all terrible and I’m not being physically or mentally abused, I’m just being used. So I’m doing a Bill Withers and I’m using them right back.