dear giving up and getting moist diary,
here i am, waving my white sheet around again. i hate carrying grudges around because they are so heavy. especially when my grudge was pretty much fueled by jealousy and my own sense of humiliation in the first place. but then i suppose most grudges have to be birthed by something. i cant say that i'm still not dragging my feet, because that's just how i am- i'll prolly never forget in the back of my head, after all it is a big empty place up there. but at least i don't have to stomp the earth and mutter under every breath anymore. i'll respect the boundaries this time, you betcha, but i was hoping we could still do the bath time thing- cuz i been really missin that. i just named this post and it made me laugh out loud.
here i am, waving my white sheet around again. i hate carrying grudges around because they are so heavy. especially when my grudge was pretty much fueled by jealousy and my own sense of humiliation in the first place. but then i suppose most grudges have to be birthed by something. i cant say that i'm still not dragging my feet, because that's just how i am- i'll prolly never forget in the back of my head, after all it is a big empty place up there. but at least i don't have to stomp the earth and mutter under every breath anymore. i'll respect the boundaries this time, you betcha, but i was hoping we could still do the bath time thing- cuz i been really missin that. i just named this post and it made me laugh out loud.
