I share the best parts of
myself with the
people who matter most.
And today I forgot to buy toilet paper
for the third time...
****
Mar 31, 2012
Mar 31, 2012 at 1:30 AM UTC
That time I was helpless and broken hearted
crying my eyes out the side of the highway at Chevron
of all places.
I think about how you drove out to pick me and all my
pieces up.
That was nice.
No one else would have ever done that,
just you. I hope that I remembered
to thank you between the tears.
Every now and then I think about that time and
how that's probably the nicest thing that anyone has
ever done for me...
Mar 25, 2012
Mar 25, 2012 at 3:25 AM UTC
In my thirties now and looking back
there is a difference.
I would have acted the same way
I'm sure.
A different person
the same **** situation...
just wasnt expecting it I guess;
the heartache on my part that is.
Mar 3, 2012
Mar 3, 2012 at 4:15 AM UTC