I hate living in LA. I miss living in Northern California. I fight with my mom and sister a lot, so living in a one bedroom isn’t easy when there is no privacy or no where to escape. I liked being far away from home because it made my relationship with them stronger then it has ever been. If it wasn’t for my break up, Id still be in the Bay Area. I have no choice but to live here because i can’t afford to live on my own. My mom is really good at telling me how much of a failure i am. Just […]
Andrew and I will be broken up for 10 months on February 5, 2017. Unfortunately, I’m still here. Im still depressed. And i still love him. All summer we didn’t communicate much besides telling him to pay the bills cause i was being notified that we were behind on payments.
The first weekend of October, i told him i was going up to visit my friends in San Francisco and if he could watch the dogs in a hotel room while i go out and I’ll buy him dinner. I hadn’t seen him for four months and i was so worried of how it would be when […]
So after that lovely note on how I’ve been with Andrew since 7th grade, well were not together anymore.
After high school, i moved to San Francisco to be with him cause he became a carpenter over there. After being up there for two years, we decided to move in together. We lived together for one year in our cute little apartment on James Donlon, with our two puppies, Mamas & Papas. We had our ups and our major downs but in the end, we loved each other. Or at least i did.
Ive always had problems with his dad, and i never really understood what i […]
The feeling of restlessness hits when things just continue to pile up. One thing after the other. It feels as though a ton of bricks are sitting on your shoulders, weighing you down until you can’t get out of bed anymore. You hear people talking, but yet your not registering it. You see people laughing and smiling and your just staring off into the distance wondering if you should leave this planet or stay. You remember the days you were with him, laughing, smiling, hugging, kissing, and waking up to his scruffy face in the morning. You wonder if he will ever come back to […]
April 4th, 2008 I met the boy who i knew would be the one i want to marry.
It was the Spring Fling dance at Live Oak Park in Temple City, CA. It was filled with 6th, 7th and 8th graders. I was in 7th grade and one of my good friends and I wanted to see who could dance with the most guys that night. So i went around and started shaking my butt for 3 seconds on random boys. At the end of the night, i was talking to a boy who i thought was cute till i found out he was in 6th […]