I'm afraid of losing people again, so I've refrained from getting too close to the people here.

I miss my exboyfriends, my friends, and my family. I guess I miss being cared for. It's tiring trying to take care of yourself. It's hard trying to be the optimistic spirit.

My dad and I talked on the phone.

My mother leaving definitely hit him hard. I've never seen/heard him cry before, but he opened up to me and started crying on the fone.

We have our differences... but ive never seen him this sad.

Sigh.

Love drives you crazy. Seclusion makes you insane.

Where is this road taking us?