Tuesday, March 22, 2011


How can I plead to insanity if insanity won't let me know my state of sanity? Go figure. I'm on the bridge to fall. I hope somebody comes to rescue. Soon.

‎"But whatever is in store for me, I shall watch the daily modulations with an impersonal fascination not unmixed with awe at Mother Nature's gift for caricature, and will take the bitter with the sweet and keep a stiff upper lip." - Robert Benchley

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Jelly Wellyyy.

The most amazing tattoo artist, Johnny! =D

Half sleeve on the go. =]

Soooo, about old boy and I..

Ok, let me start off as I do love him, but emotionless. I did mess up, and no, I didn't cheat. He did mess up, and no, he didn't cheat – at least, I hope not. It was just a matter of consequences, and a series of unfortunate events.

He and I were together for about a year and a half. We've been through a lot of stuff. I mean, I understand why he would have a problem with my past, but he couldn't move on. I can't force him to accept me. Also, even if he didn't intend to make me feel a certain type of way, we didn't really spend time with each other as much as we should've. I'm not saying it was his fault, but I felt like I was always begging to get some alone time. I did tell him what the problem was, but nothing changed.

I've had my errors, as well. I lied to him about going out with my friends. He didn't like it when I go out, but in the end, he did end up finding out anyway. I yell, a lot, when I get upset – I go on a full-blown bitch mode.

We handle things differently. I like to talk about our problems, and find ways to solve them. When he gets upset, he doesn't speak. I mean, I really don't know.

All in all, I'm just exhausted, and I bet he is too. There's more to it than that, but he doesn't like it when I talk about him on my blog.