Delirium.


Oh hi. Now I've got manners. Hah.
Its been a while since I've been myself. So surprise surprise. I'm back bitches!
Not really back back. Just back. Find the difference.

I've change my pictures on my side bar! Looky looky!  I got short hair now. And I am hating it. I don't know what's got into me when I went to the salon and chop it off. I am deeply grieving for my hair. 

No really, I did it my for Daddy. You know the thing about girls and their hair and depression? Connect the dots hun. And that's that. Its relevance is a mystery to me though. Like what's with guys working out when their depressed? Srsly dude.

Its been 3 weeks now. And I'm still not use to my new life. Though new isn't the right word. I'd still wake up sometimes and for a split second I forgot, and then I'd wait for Daddy to come home just like before... and then suddenly I remember and it hits me like a kick in my stomach. Then comes the pain and the tears. But that's okay. The pain is a part of me now. Like its a natural thing, y'know. Like breathing or waking up. And sometimes that makes me mad. But then again, that's just okay. Who said I got a choice?

Enough with the drama though. I'm tired of moping and sulking around. That even this blog screams d e p r e s s i o n . And who would really want that? You don't, much less I don't. But whoever said we got a choice? Hah!

And just so you know, I'm still not fine. But I'm trying to be. That's good enough right? 

Tuesday, March 1, 2011 @ 1:19:00 AM / comments


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