Damsel in Distress

http-equiv=”Content-Type” content=”text/html; charset=utf-8″> name=”ProgId” content=”Word.Document”> name=”Generator” content=”Microsoft Word 10″> name=”Originator” content=”Microsoft Word 10″> I’ve always been soo blown away with the thought of someone whisking me away and carrying me off to some place awesome. I always thought that my life would just be so great if this guy would just come along into my life and make things ok.

I think that’s why I fell so inlove with James. I guess it’s because he came at such a bad time in my life. and when we got together, it felt like he saved me from all the shit i was going through and somehow he made everything feel better. he made things easier to get through. and i think that’s how i became obsessed with this idea.

maybe it’s because i’m spoiled. or maybe it’s because for a while i became dependent that  made me ending up thinkng that it “took one to forget one” or i hought that if i was with someone then my life would just get better again. but i guess i’m gonna have to start changing the way i perceive things, yeah?

right now i don’t want to be a damsel in distress. i got myself into these problems and i should at least get myself out of it.

bouncing out of topic, things in my world have been weird lately. really weird. weird in ways you can’t even imagine. things i don’t want to happen are happening to me and i’m just floating around here trying to figure out what the fuck i’m supposed to do.

i really don’t know what to do though. i really don’t..

lastly, i’ve been doing some very stupid things lately that i proli won’t be talking about here. but the odd thing is, there’s no voice at the back of my head telling me to feel bad or hide or whatever. so we’ll just see what happens.

i’ll be getting wasted tomorrow. i’ll have drunk stories to tell. so, enjoy waiting.