The thing is...

...I was there when you needed me. I stuck by your side, and you left. I'm not mad you left, but you did, so I moved on. Now you don't need me like you used to, so don't be angry at me that I can't be your party friend any more. If you needed me, I'd be there still, but the thing is, you didn't need me last night. You wanted me to party with you, which yeah, it would have been fun to do, but it wouldn't be worth causing a wave in my relationship.

I'm not gonna start a fight that I'll be left behind to repair, because you'll end up leaving in a few days back to your life, and this is my life.

My life is preparing to be a wife. I'm not just a girlfriend. The world has belittled what a girlfriend really is and has turned it into a "just", so while many may be "just a girlfriend", I am not that. I am a girlfriend. A girlfriend working to get a ring on my finger, and have a promise made that my best friend will always and forever be my best friend. A promise where he can't move and leave me behind to figure out his life, and have me figure out my own life. He and I are in this together, and proving to one another that we love and respect each others' wishes.

I'm sorry I'm hurting you in the process of, but it's how it is. Sooner or later you'll do it too. You'll find someone to settle down with and make priority over your friends. I just happened to make the jump first.

I wish you didn't say such mean things though. I was really hurt when I went out there for my birthday trip and you couldn't finish an hour drive after I made 7 hours of it... I didn't tell you you were a lame friend and this and that and that you were a half ass friend. I was really hurt, but whatever, it happened, and it wouldn't have been worth the fight.

And you're in the process of choosing him over me, and I don't want to feel it. I would have made an honest effort to see you as soon as you got here, but I knew he was the priority and I didn't want to feel the hurt of the realization of it. I've been venting to my other half the last couple of weeks about how I've been replaced. You're not the only one feeling it.

But whatever, the boys were right, right? And they'll never peace out on you, right? I'm the only looow one who will do that cause I am just thaaaat bad of a person...

I just settled down first.

I have these moments where....

...I'm not sure of how much I really forgave. My chest tightens up and I get really hurt, but I know I'm in love and I know I want it all to be forgotten, and just think of it as a bad dream. But he loves me. And it has to be my focus.

"I love you. I wish coming home to you like today was everyday. You will never be someone I used to love, but someone I will always love."

So many girls to hate...

...and so little time.

I take it back. How can I miss...

...those old days, I didn't have Ben. I didn't know Ben, and I don't want to not know him, especially cause I hardly believe I lived my life without him. But he's the best. I asked, "How do you know you love me?" and this is what he said,

"I know I love you because my heart and soul misses you when you're at work.. Because I don't take this relationship for granted, because I truly value what you say and feel, even though I may be a dumb ass and not show. Because the Devil has been putting me through challenges, and God put you in my life, and you've stuck it out with me. And because I know you truly love me... I hope you know I really do love you. And I hope things get better for me, cause it's honestly making things difficult in our relationship. Things should get better, and you'll see how much I really love you. Cause at this point in my life, it's just not me. I can be a better man, a better boyfriend, it's the Devil that's making me extremely stressed and frustrated, not you. I love you Lauren Alyss Morales."

Now that is love.

After reminiscing...

...I wonder if I was maybe more me when I was drunk all the time. Maybe I was meant to be Party Girl? I dunno. I am in quite the funk, and it makes me feel really sick and sad. All Liz and I's old blogs and pictures and videos sure sounded and looked like a good time.

Misery Business

I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top
She's got a body like an hourglass that's tickin like a clock
It's a matter of time before we all run out...
When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth

I waited eight long months
She finally set him free
I told him I can't lie he was the only one for me
Two weeks and we had caught on fire
She's got it out for me
But I wear the biggest smile

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now
But God does it feel so good
Cause I got him where I want him now
And if you could then you know you would
Cause God it just feels so...
It just feels so good

Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change
Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change
And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged
I'm sorry honey, but I'm passing up, now look this way

Well there's a million other girls who do it just like you
Looking as innocent as possible to get to who
They want and what they like it's easy if you do it right
Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now
But God does it feel so good
Cause I got him where I want him right now
And if you could then you know you would
Cause God it just feels so...
It just feels so good

I watched his wildest dreams come true
Not one of them involving you
Just watch my wildest dreams come true
Not one of them involving...

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now

Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now
But God does it feel so good
Cause I got him where I want him now
And if you could then you know you would
Cause God it just feels so...
It just feels so good

When I say let's keep in touch,

I really mean I wish you'd grow up.

I'm laying in bed...

thinking of him, and missing him. I hate having to wake and leave his side to come home, but I'm grateful to be with him most of the day.

I couldn't love anyone more.

I love him with every bit that I am.

He's so cute:

"I miss you. As much as I love falling asleep with you, I hate not waking up with you..."

Update:

As of May 9th, we're officially boyfriend and girlfriend.

I love him more and more as every minute passes.

I miss him

soo much when I'm not with him.

I could spend hours with him, and the minute he leaves, I miss him.

He's my liiife.

"I don't care what nobody says...

...we're gonna have a baby."

Yup, I'm getting ghetto.

Loving you is a like a song I replay
Every three minutes and thirty seconds of every day
And every chorus was written for us to recite
Every beautiful melody of devotion every night
It's potion like this ocean that might carry me
In a wave of emotion to ask you to marry me
And every word, every second, and every third
Expresses the happiness more clearly than ever heard
And when I play them, every chord is a poem
Telling the Lord how grateful I am cause I know him
The harmonies possess a sensation similar to your caress
If you asking then I'm telling you it's yes
Stand in love, take my hand in love, God bless

I don't know what I am doing...

I shouldn't take him back. I shouldn't.

But I don't know how to be without him.

What happens when you feel like God can continue to work in your life together?

"I can't...

...lose you Lauren."

What do I do? I've prayed all day long...

"I want you, your family, and that future we talk about..."

I put

my purity ring back on.

True love waits, man.

Completely and utterly

irritated and worried.

FML.

Street Spirit

Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again
And fade out

This machine will
Will not communicate these thoughts and this strain I am under
Be a world child form a circle before we all go under

And fade out again and fade out again

Cracked eggs dead birds scream as they fight for life
I can feel death can see its beady eyes

All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out again

Immerse your soul in love
Immerse your soul in love

<3

He brought them to my work for being me he says.

I could

stay in his arms forever.

I adore

your face, YOUR LAUGH, your voice, your sense of humor, your accents, your jokes, your views (minus your political ones), your love, holding your hand, your kisses, how we never bicker, how you're such a grandpa, how you don't bug me, how much I miss you when we're not speaking, the way you sleep cause you hold me better than anyone has and anyone ever could and because you don't snore, basically everything you say and do because I just simply adore YOU.

We are perfect, Roo.

It's like this.

Made it through...

...and have my Roo. Wooo.

Sick of

GAMES.

You can't have your cake and eat it too.

Miss...

this. You know, you can fix this.

All These Things That I've Done

When there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
One more son
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on
I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't
I wanna shine on in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand

Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out

And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
These changes ain't changing me
The cold-hearted boy I used to be

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
...

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

Over and out, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on

Maybe not...

...we are clearly not meant to be without each other.

Plotting to bid my farewell...

...but I don't really know how to.

I especially miss this...

You've got a way with me
Somehow you got me to believe
In everything that I could be
I gotta say--you really got a way

You've got a way it seems
You gave me faith to find my dreams
You'll never know just what that means
Can't you see... you got a way with me


It's in the way you want me
It's in the way you hold me
The way you show me just what love's made of
It's in the way we make love

You've got a way with words
You get me smiling even when it hurts
There's no way to measure what your love is worth
I can't believe the way you get through to me


Oh, how I adore you
Like no one before you
I love you just the way you are

It's just the way you are

stu·pid (stōō'pĭd, styōō'-)
adj. stu·pid·er, stu·pid·est
Tending to make poor decisions or careless mistakes.


de·ci·sion (dĭ-sĭzh'ən)
n.
The act of reaching a conclusion or making up one's mind.


What's the point of saying you miss me?

But I can't blame you.

What isn't there to miss about me? Especially when you + me worked so perfectly...

But I do miss you too. I miss you waking me up, I miss hearing from you all day everyday even when we were working, I miss having a reason to go home early, I miss you always wanting to hear my voice, I miss your never ending ability to make me laugh, I miss never NOT wanting to talk to you, I miss you saying you missed me when we weren't talking, I miss you calling me bebe and mujer and telling me how beautiful I am everyday, I miss sending you pictures, I miss hearing your stories, I miss your advice, I miss planning a life together, I miss our goals, I miss talking about God, I miss you telling me about The Sharks, I miss your stupid hella, I miss hearing about your day and your day with your friends, I miss actually caring, I miss, "You can gag me,", I miss how much we talked about Forgetting Sarah Marshall, I miss you squeezing me to "Bad Fish" coming on, I miss kissing you, I miss you blowing air into my lungs, I miss COOL WHIP, I miss shut your fuckin mouth, I miss the 3 Ben Jrs, not to be confused with the Benjamin Jr., I miss you saying your tata was 54, I miss gay gay gay, I miss smelling Ralph Lauren on you, I miss you hitting people with your truck. I miss YOU.

Where does the good go?

Ms. Morales, I hope you know, I think of you everyday, and pretty much all day. Since I've really met you, I can't stop thinking of you.
You make me feel so good about myself, like I'm not a fuck up. I don't know exactly what it is, but I'm sure of one thing, that this feels so right. Your like my compass, you help me follow the direction that I need to be in. Your amazing, I've never felt like this, and I am loving this moment in life. As hard as it is to keep my head up...you keep it way up for me, and make me look forward, for the next day. I forget about all the bull shit in my life, but help me get through it, day, by day.
Your an amazing girl Lauren, your not just some whack, boring, spoiled girl. You work two jobs, you try to go to school, even though you don't have too, and you already started your career. it makes me proud to say, this girl likes me, and I like her...so much! I've thrown away some good shit in my life Lauren, but I can't let this go, I really can't! And I won't! When I say " I can't wait to see what the future has in store for us", I mean it. I can't wait. So, muah, muah, muah! Talk to you soon. Muah! Many X's! Bannannannaahhhh!

I'm finding myself to be...

...in an angered state right now.

I guess I'm trying to decide if we can be friends.

I don't know. I'm really pissed that he could think that she and I are on the same caliber. When I am clearly up here, where she could never touch.

Sure, I sound as though I may think far too high of myself, but if I don't think this high of myself, who will? I have to acknowledge how amazing I am otherwise I'll live as though I don't love myself and I'll date down.

It makes me sad to think that maybe he's beneath me to go for her. But I know I really don't think he's less than me, he just maybe doesn't see what he's worth.

I don't know. It just irritates me so much to think of them together when he's already pointed out all the reasons I'm good for him, and I know I'm a catch and need someone who's aware. Ughhhh.

In one of our conversations...

...we decided to speak as though we weren't going to ever part. The way something was worded (I forget what) left us open for an ending, and we didn't want that. We decided to speak in terms of forever.Or the fact he forwarded me a text he sent to AB saying "Hurry and find me a job so I can move back and marry Lauren." Ugh. I don't know why I think of our conversations.
I guess it's what I need to do to decide if he's worthy of my friendship. I was nice to him today, but maybe I shouldn't be. It's all so fucked up.

I've got nowhere to go
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you
When you're gone
She says, I love you
I'm gonna miss you
And your songs

And I said, please
Don't talk about the end
Don't talk about how
Every living thing goes away
She said, friend

All along I thought
I was learning how to take
How to bend not how to break
How to live not how to cry
But really
I've been learning how to die
I've been learning how to die

Hey everyone
The grave is lazing me
He takes our body slow

And I said, please
Don't talk about the end
Don't talk about how
Every living thing goes away
I said, friend,
All along I thought
I was learning how to take

How to bend not how to break
How to live not how to cry
But really
I've been learning how to die
I've been learning how to die
Die, die
I've been learning how to die
I've been learning how to die

It's been a hard day, harder nights.

"Me too. This is hard."

If you were confident in your decision, wouldn't you not need to say it was hard? I don't know. I could be wrong.

What are the chances...

...that they'd both text me today?

What a weird day.

One, I'm not sure if I wanna hear from due to my devastated state, and the other I'm happy to hear from cause I just need to know he's ok. I normally don't hear from him unless he's drunk, so I was quite surprised being that it was before 8pm and I got a "How u doing?' Normally it's like a "Yo." or a "Hey." or the infamous, "You whack.".

Hm.

When does

the pain subside?

He's managed

to make me more mad. "Happy Easter". Hey fuck you.

Like an idiot, I said, "Thank you. You too". I should have just said "Thanks." Now it looks like I've forgiven him, and I have not yet. I figured saying, "You too" as opposed to an entire "Happy Easter" was best because it kept me from seeming to friendly and personal being that those ties have now been severed, but as I rethink how angry I am that he'd wish me a Happy Easter, I wish I let him know how not ok it was. Why the fuck are you wishing me a good day when you've said so much shit you've never said? He'd probably rip away that wish being that that's his thing.

Whatever.

I'm contemplating sharing that he's upset me with his text. I don't know what to say to him though.

I'm just trying to get through this...

...and maybe you're just insecure.

It takes a lot to move on. It takes a lot of security and confidence to know you don't need an ex. It's scary knowing that if you let them go you may end up alone.

Maybe you're lacking that much confidence in yourself to know you're ok without comfort.

Comfort isn't anything to look for.

I don't know. Maybe I'm lying to myself.

I was pretty

wasted last night when I blogged that, and I'm still pretty drunk.

But I still know that you've made a huge mistake. It hurts me so much, and I keep praying, and I know I'll eventually pull through and be ok and YOU will live with the fact that you'll never know if that was the right decision. You'll have to be the one to wonder. Not me because I didn't give up. You'll be the one plagued with wonder.

As much as it hurts right now and nothing makes it feel remotely better, I find some peace knowing that's something you'll have to live with when you realize your guys' relationship is the same as it was before and it wouldn't change. Not something I'll have to live with because I gave it my all, and would have continued to give it my all because nothing was wrong with us.

And honestly, I do hope you live with that because what you have done is SO unfair. So unfair. I can't get all the shit you've said out of my head. I pray pray pray for it to leave my mind because it kills me. Rips my very heart out replaying all the things you've said.

I don't even know what hurts most. I do know that the conversation of it being weird that we were going to have a baby together kills me a lot. "Isn't it weird we are going to have a baby together?" "Yeah it is!"

And it hurts knowing we made them into people (Chloe, Jacqueline, and Ben Jr.).

And us moving.

I have no idea which part hurts the most cause each part makes me want to throw up. I feel soo sick at the idea of you two being together. So sick.

But I can't change it. And didn't you say I was too pretty to be sad?

I guess this will be my attempt at being ok.

I'll tell you now...

...you made the biggest mistake of your life.

The heart may want what the heart wants. But it doesn't mean it's right.

If love meant everything, Natasha would be with Chase, Jackie would be with Manuel, and I would be with Jess.

Just because you love someone doesn't mean that it's everything, honestly. Love may mean a lot but it really isn't everything

Love doesn't make everything right. It just doesn't. And I am so pro love and I know the truth, and I know that's the truth.

Here's the truth:

Ben, you've meant the world to me. You've been my better half. You've shown me sides of myself I didn't even know existed. As much as 99 percent of me is dead right now, I still feel the ache of you leaving me. "I wish you the best, I guess..."

More like DOES SHE EVER GET THE BOY?

This ruined puzzle
is beige with the pieces
all face down.

So the placing goes slowly.
The pictures of anything
other than it's meant to be.

But the hours they creep
The patterns repeat
Don't be concerned
You know I'll be fine on my own.
I never said "Don't Go" (don't go)

But I've hidden a note
It's pressed between pages that
you've marked to find your way back.
It says......
"Does he ever get the girl? "
But what if the pages stay pressed
The chapters unfinished
The stories too dull to unfold?
Does he ever get the girl?

This basement's a coffin
I'm buried alive
I'll die in here just to be safe.
I'll die in here just to be safe.

'Cause you're gone
I get nothing
and you're off with barely a sigh
I never said goodbye.

But I've hidden a note
It's pressed between pages
That you've marked to find your way back
It says...
"Does he ever get the girl?"
But I've hidden a note
That's pressed between pages
That you'll read if you're so inclined
Does he ever get the girl?

But the hours they creep
The patterns repeat
Don't be concerned
I know I'll be fine on my own.
I never said "Don't Go" (don't go)

Does he ever get the girl?

I'm

sleeping the next couple of weeks away til I adapt to the idea that he's dead in my life.

I can't stop the question in my head..."What happened?"

How do you love someone so much you let go of what we had? I love another, and I always will, but I would never throw away what we had for it because of how wonderful it was. It made sense. We got along, we agreed, we have the same goals, we both have personal relationships with God and were both bringing our relationships with him and putting them on the table, and we made each other laugh. WE MADE EACH OTHER LAUGH. That's so important.

I don't know. The whole situation makes me fucking sick to my stomach. What makes me so sick is that earlier in the night that he made the decision, he came over. He met my mom and my sister, and my dogs. We kissed bye. I thought we were ok being that HE wanted to come over. It was HIS idea. "I wanted to see you." Oh, ok. Well fuck you. You can't have your cake and eat it too.

I just wanna throw up due to the nausea of it all and sleep.

So much for this, right?

Ouch.
"This is what it's like...
...since my last this is what it's like post on March 4th.

It's like I have this faith that God really did make someone for me. Like he molded him with me in mind. And that I was molded with him in mind.

I don't know how to explain it. I've never felt this before. Sure, I've been in love. Sure, I've thought it could last. But there wasn't this feeling of being made for each other. It was more like feelings happened out of convenience.

The things he says to me blow my mind. It's like he's been crawling around in my brain for years and took everything I could ever dreamed of being told and is speaking them.

Yes, it's like that. Without knowing it's what I want to hear, he says it. It's like he's known me for forever. I've heard people say such things but couldn't begin to fathom what it was like, and I couldn't really figure out what it meant.

But God...that's what it's like. It's like he's known me forever and that he was designed for me. What more could I want?

This distance kills me, but at the same time, it gives me more faith in us. We can both continue to strengthen ourselves with God so that when we are together, we don't screw up.

This weekend was beyond amazing with him. I was so scared that all of the feelings I was feeling came from not being able to see him, and that it was all too good to be true, but that wasn't the case. The sparks were still there while we were together. The smile was plastered to my face. The fire in my heart burned and burned and burned, and it's continuing to burn and grow.

I think about it all and it feels surreal. I feel so lucky to have that surreal feeling. It was that good.

He traced the lines of my face. He kissed me and knelt beside me. He's everything I've dreamed of, and more. I didn't know I could have it this good.

I pray for us everyday.

Girls, I hope you stop and search for this. This feeling compares to nothing else. The respect, and the pure love. The love that isn't caught up with lust.

Everything I feel makes me feel so funny, and different. Like I was laying in bed with him stroking his face and his hair...examining it all, and taking it all in, and in something so small, I felt this rush and emotions flooded over me. There was something in touching him like that that made me feel so...warm, romantic, loving, happy, grateful... Just everything.

Basically what it's like is I'm always feeling these feelings that I didn't know existed."

What's with

my streak of failed relationships?

I'm in a state of shock. I've lost all hope. How does something so sure and so right go wrong?

Maybe

it's not over.

He met my mom today.

My heart still weighs a ton though.

I guess this is where my wall pops up.

I wish

I could breathe.

I wish my heart didn't hurt so bad.

I keep trying to change positions I sit or lay in to get comfortable, but no matter which way I get, it all hurts the same, and I'm uncomfortable all the same.

I forgot what it was like to feel this devastated.

"You were trying to kill me with a hundred knives, you were trying to kill me in the heart a hundred times..

I know you're there, I wish you'd talk...

Roll over to me, roll over, roll over to me, roll over...

But there is nothing I'd rather do then spend all day in the sac with you, I want to mess up my sheets with you, there is nothing I'd rather do."

And everything

has crumbled down. Right before my very eyes.

But God has never shown me such grace as he is now.

The feeling in my hands and feet are back.

Le siigh...

I was listening to this song right now. A song that would have been totally fitting for my last obsession that I was plagued far too long for. I always thought he and I would end up together, and for the last month, or however long I've been swept off my feet (longer than a month) I began to think differently. And began to know differently. And so anyway, I was listening and just knew completely and happily that I belong where I am. And I couldn't be more happy with him. He's who I will be with forever, and I love that. I love that I don't doubt it. I love that I'm letting go of my fear and not putting up walls because of it. I don't know, it just feels so good to trust someone so much.

This is THE song.

At last, my love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song
Oh, yeah, at last
The skies above are blue
My heart was wrapped up in clovers
The night I looked at you
I found a dream that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my own
I found a thrill to rest my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known
Oh, yeah when you smile, you smile
Oh, and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
For you are mine
At last

I might live on this cloud forever...

"Ms. Morales, I hope you know, I think of you everyday, and pretty much all day. Since I've really met you, I can't stop thinking of you.
You make me feel so good about myself, like I'm not a fuck up. I don't know exactly what it is, but I'm sure of one thing, that this feels so right. Your like my compass, you help me follow the direction that I need to be in. Your amazing, I've never felt like this, and I am loving this moment in life. As hard as it is to keep my head up...you keep it way up for me, and make me look forward, for the next day. I forget about all the bull shit in my life, but help me get through it, day, by day.
Your an amazing girl Lauren, your not just some whack, boring, spoiled girl. You work two jobs, you try to go to school, even though you don't have too, and you already started your career. it makes me proud to say, this girl likes me, and I like her...so much! I've thrown away some good shit in my life Lauren, but I can't let this go, I really can't! And I won't! When I say " I can't wait to see what the future has in store for us", I mean it. I can't wait. So, muah, muah, muah! Talk to you soon. Muah! Many X's! Bannannannaahhhh!"

Dear Ben,

you're the best thing to happen to me.

I thank God all day, everyday for you.

You're my better half.

This Year's Love

This years love had better last
Heaven knows it's high time
And I've been waiting on my own too long
But when you hold me like you do
It feels so right
I start to forget
How my heart gets torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Feeling like you can't go on

Turning circles when time again
It cuts like a knife oh yeah
If you love me got to know for sure
Cos it takes something more this time
Than sweet sweet lies
Before I open up my arms and fall
Losing all control
Every dream inside my soul
And when you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet
Singing ain't this life so sweet

This years love had better last
This years love had better last

So whose to worry
If our hearts get torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Don't you know this life goes on
And won't you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet
Singing ain't this life so sweet

This years love had better last
This years love had better last
This years love had better last
This years love had better last

We had

our first trial. And the hour it lasted was the most suffocatingly frightening hour. Every burden that had been lifted by him was back on times 10.

And then all was clear and beautiful.

It was a reality of how far in I am and that I don't know how I could live my life without him, and I surely don't want to, and we surely won't be without each other.

You've got a way with me
Somehow you got me to believe
In everything that I could be
I've gotta say-you really got a way
You've got a way it seems
You gave me faith to find my dreams
You'll never know just what that means
Can't you see... you got a way with me

It's in the way you want me
It's in the way you hold me
The way you show me just what love's made of
It's in the way we make love

You've got a way with words
You get me smiling even when it hurts
There's no way to measure what your love is worth
I can't believe the way you get through to me

It's in the way you want me
It's in the way you hold me
The way you show me just what love's made of
It's in the way we make love

Oh, how I adore you
Like no one before you
I love you just the way you are

It's in the way you want me
It's in the way you hold me
The way you show me just what love's made of
It's in the way we make love

It's just the way you are

Xanax

Afraid of an airplane
Of a car swerving in the lane
Of a dark cloud too low
Of being swept away by the undertow
Of a building tumbling down
Of the dream when it's underground
Of the icy mountain roads
We have to take to get to the show

There's just a time when we must all let go the breath that we hold
There's just a time when we must all let go the breath that we hold
But not the unknown
We have to let go

Afraid when the phone rings
Another breath of life has ceased
It seems, it's just lost so easily
Afraid my heart it beats too slow
Or that I died and just didn't know
Or of the fate I will have to choose
And I'm afraid of how much I love you

There's just a time when we must all let go the breath that we hold
There's just a time when we must all let go the breath that we hold
But not the unknown
We have to let go
It's just now that I've found
A place where I can breathe
It's just now that I've found
A place where I can sleep
It's just now that I've found
A place where I can breathe
It's just now that I've found
Place where I can sleep

Each day

I fall harder and harder and harder for him...


Today, I woke up scared. I know there's no turning back now.

My heart is definitely on the line.

"Love is giving someone the power to break your heart, but trusting them not to..."

This is what it's like...

...since my last this is what it's like post on March 4th.

It's like I have this faith that God really did make someone for me. Like he molded him with me in mind. And that I was molded with him in mind.

I don't know how to explain it. I've never felt this before. Sure, I've been in love. Sure, I've thought it could last. But there wasn't this feeling of being made for each other. It was more like feelings happened out of convenience.

The things he says to me blow my mind. It's like he's been crawling around in my brain for years and took everything I could ever dreamed of being told and is speaking them.

Yes, it's like that. Without knowing it's what I want to hear, he says it. It's like he's known me for forever. I've heard people say such things but couldn't begin to fathom what it was like, and I couldn't really figure out what it meant.

But God...that's what it's like. It's like he's known me forever and that he was designed for me. What more could I want?

This distance kills me, but at the same time, it gives me more faith in us. We can both continue to strengthen ourselves with God so that when we are together, we don't screw up.

This weekend was beyond amazing with him. I was so scared that all of the feelings I was feeling came from not being able to see him, and that it was all too good to be true, but that wasn't the case. The sparks were still there while we were together. The smile was plastered to my face. The fire in my heart burned and burned and burned, and it's continuing to burn and grow.

I think about it all and it feels surreal. I feel so lucky to have that surreal feeling. It was that good.

He traced the lines of my face. He kissed me and knelt beside me. He's everything I've dreamed of, and more. I didn't know I could have it this good.

I pray for us everyday.

Girls, I hope you stop and search for this. This feeling compares to nothing else. The respect, and the pure love. The love that isn't caught up with lust.

Everything I feel makes me feel so funny, and different. Like I was laying in bed with him stroking his face and his hair...examining it all, and taking it all in, and in something so small, I felt this rush and emotions flooded over me. There was something in touching him like that that made me feel so...warm, romantic, loving, happy, grateful... Just everything.

Basically what it's like is I'm always feeling these feelings that I didn't know existed.

Miss him

so much already.

Blah.

We'll bathe in rose petals, red
And lie in violet lilac beds
And through the darkness of the night
We'll watch our future shining bright
And out of everyone I've met
It's you I can't forget

And there was a time my heart was aching
Yes there was the day I swore it was breaking
Under a lucky star our love was born brand new

And in the shadows of the night
I'll trace your silhouette in candlelight
And if you fall asleep when you rise
I'll be there to kiss your eyes

And now my heart is in your hand
So baby, understand

And there was a time my heart was aching
Yes there was the day I swore it was breaking
Under a lucky star our love was born brand new

So don't cry, Angel, I
Will stay the whole night through
Forevermore, I'll be loving you

And there was a time my heart was aching
Yes there was the day I swore it was breaking
Under a lucky star our love was born brand new

So don't cry, Angel, I
Will stay the whole night through
Forevermore, I'll be loving you

Forevermore, I'll be loving you

You know it's good when

they bring out the better side of you.

My sister and I have gotten along so much better lately.

He brings out this happy, radiant, mature side of me.

My sister has even noticed.

I text her telling her I love her and that I felt like we'd gotten closer over the last few weeks and she said she's felt the same and overjoyed and has been telling everyone the same thing.

And he brings out this side of me where I feel nothing but true compassion. Hearing him hurt makes me hurt. And I hate it. I feel the ache for people I'm closest to, and he's become that.

Cause I'm lookin for my friend,

now I got you, got you.

Don't you let me let me go tonight.

Dry my eyes, dry my eyes, I'm fallin deeper by the hour.

"I forget my problems...

....when I'm thinkin or talkin to you...love it."

<3

We get better by the minute.

<3

"The chemistry here is outrageous...and I wanna pursue it. Look...what I'm tryin to say is...I like you Ms. Morales, I do."

We talked on the phone from 11-2 or 3, and texted til after 4. I could talk to him for forever.

I'll be the grapes fermented, bottled and
served with the table set in my finest suit
like a perfect gentleman.
I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the
ancient brick where you will sit and
contemplate your day.

I'll be the waterwings that save you if you
start drowning in an open tab when your
judgement's on the brink.
I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite
albums back as your lying there drifting off
to sleep.
I'll be the platform shoes and undo what
heredity's done to you: you won't have to
strain to look into my eyes.
I'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped
straight to the throat with the collar up so
you won't catch cold.

I want to take you far away from the cynics in this
town and kiss you on the mouth.
we'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of
this scene, start a brand new colony
where everything will change, we'll give
ourselves new names, identities erased.
the sun will heat the grounds under our bare
feet in this brand new colony.

everything will change...

Every single day,

he makes me happier and happier.

My heart is in my throat. He evokes emotions inside of me I didn't even know existed.

I can't wait to see him.

The thought of our first kiss makes me feel so funny in so many ways. I haven't had that built up first kiss in a very long time. The last person I kissed was the last person I'd been kissing for a few months, and we never had that exciting first kiss. We were drunk and it just happened. Where this...this is like gonna be one of those situations where when we kiss, I'll melt into him. I know I will.

I know it'll be one of those kisses where your heart is fluttering and you get tongue tied with nervousness when it's time to talk.

I think about that amazing feeling and get all like giddy and funny and weird. My sister and I were talking about it today, and we both were like obnoxious girls who kicked and giggled excitedly about it. She totally loves him. There's nothing to not love though. He's so good. And I showed her a picture, and she was like, "He's really cute. I want to look, but he makes me so nervous. I can't look at him!" I think she's so relieved that I've met someone so good. She loves me so much and hates seeing me with stupid guys. She's like my other mother, ya know, so she's just so happy that I'm so happy, and rightfully happy because he's everything someone could ever want.

Anyway... 4 days.

Yes, I have really become this cheesy...

Oh, this is the start of something good, don’t you agree?
I haven’t felt like this in so many moons, you know what I mean?
And we can build through this destruction
As we are standing on our feet

So since you want to be with me
You’ll have to follow through
With every word you say
And I, all I really want is you
You to stick around
I’ll see you everyday
But you have to follow through
You have to follow through

These reeling emotions they just keep me alive, they keep me in tune
Oh, look what I‘m holding here in my fire, This is for you
Am I too obvious to preach it
You’re so hypnotic on my heart

So since you want to be with me
You’ll have to follow through
With every word you say
And I, all I really want is you
You to stick around
I’ll see you everyday
But you have to follow through
You have to follow through

The words you say to me are unlike anything that’s ever been said
And what you do to me is unlike anything that’s ever been
Am I too obvious to preach it
You’re so hypnotic on my heart

So since you want to be with me
You’ll have to follow through
With every word you say
And I, all I really want is you
You to stick around
I’ll see you everyday

So since you want to be with me
You’ll have to follow through
With every word you say
And I, all I really want is you
You to stick around
I’ll see you everyday
But you have to follow through
You have to follow through

You’re gonna have to follow
Oh, this is the start of something good, don’t you agree?

Going through my old blogs..

...depresses me. I've got some sad stuff in here.

"Dear you,

I think it's time to let you know how I really feel...

You see, I can really get over things. I've done so before, and did so again, but what I can't get over is the nerve you have. I never was malicious towards you, or cruel. I wanted to give you everything, and showed you nothing but love, yet you have the nerve to continue to be rude to me when I never did anything to you. I try to be nice to you, though you're one of the people who doesn't deserve any respect, and you actually continue to spit in my face. You don't deserve anything I've given, or said to you with behavior like yours.
I don't know who you think you are, and who you think I am, that you have that right. You should be apologizing to me, and I should be spitting on you. For 8 months, you drug me along for your sick and twisted games, when I told you how I felt. And you didn't have the slightest ounce of good heart to stop. As long as youuu got yours, who gives a fuck about Lauren? She's just some dog with no feelings...
I just can't believe that you can't be cordial to me when I did NOTHING to you. And I had nothing but respect for you for the longest time. And all the things I told you, and all the nights I spent trying to make you feel some ounce of happiness, and nothing... No respect for me then, and no respect for me now.
I hate you. I really do. I hate you for making me trust you. I hate you for leading me on. I hate our old friendship, and I hate how that old friendship made me believe that you could be trusted. I hate you for all the memories I have (the good, and the bad). I hate you for turning me into such a stupid girl. I hate you for blinding me. I hate you for not treating me like the gold that I am, and making me think that maybe I wasn't, because I took our "friendship" to heart. And I hate you for making me hate people and lack any trust that I can't function normally in a relationship. And I hate you for all these pieces I broke into and was left to pick up, while your arrogant ass just laughs and pisses through life.
I wish I could take back all those nice things I'd tell you, and words of wisdom. And I can't. And I wish I listened to you when you'd tell me that I was too good for you. And you know why? Because I am. I would never treat you as you treated me, or anyone.
You KNEW how I felt, and you could have fucked all those other girls (that you did), and left me alone. You didn't NEED to do that to me. You didn't need to throw away our friendship. You didn't need to "persue things" with me. You didn't need to tell me what a beautiful person I am. Or how it hurt you to hear me suffering. You didn't need to tell me to be patient with you. You didn't need to talk to me alllll night and day and tell me all the things you did just to walk away in a cruel and heartless way showing no remorse. But I guess it's all the things you'll say to feel like you have all the control.
And you know what? You win. You were right. You're no good. I hope you're happy that the ONE person who defended you and saw how pure you could be hates you and thinks you're the worst thing that could have happened. Thanks for taking advantage of my vulnerability and using the heartache of my dog and family and stress and your humor to your own advantage. It's greatly appreciated.
And you know what is really sad? It's sad that I care enough for you as a human that I do hope you grow-up and follow through with things and figure out what it's like to respect people. And I hate knowing that I can count on you never wishing the same for me. And it's sad that I still hope that you'll prove me wrong after finally believing everything everyone said you are. And it must be because I still value you somewhere and all you taught me about how fucked up the world is. Now I'm able to watch myself. And one last thought... If you never cared, you shouldn't have pretended. If you didn't love me, you should have let me go."

I know that I'm in a different place, but it makes me really angry that I spent so much time being sad. It makes me angry I can't get those days back. But I can't change it, so I need to let my anger go...

Use Somebody

I've been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces fill the places I can't reach

You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody

Someone like you
And all you know
And how you speak
Countless lovers undercover of the street

You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you

Off in the night
While you live it up I'm off to sleep
Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat

I hope it's gonna make you notice
I hope it's gonna make you notice

Someone like me
Someone like me
Someone like me
Somebody

Someone like you
Somebody
Someone like you
Somebody
Someone like you
Somebody

What do you do when...

...you're stuck in the valley with 2 people you can't fucking stand, and everywhere you turn they're right there? I really despise them both for their lack of common courtesy, but I'm trapped, and I hate it. So much. First low in a while.

Just letting it be known

that waking up every morning is easier because of YOU.

P.S.

I actually know I'm never going back. I actually know I won't ifs, ands, or butts or coulda, shoulda, wouldas.

I've been saved.

I've always felt a part of me wonder if I could fall again, and I know I won't. I couldn't, I shouldn't, I wouldn't, and won't want to/ EVER.

I thought...

I blew it. In fact, I know I blew it with someone who could have been really great.
I couldn't change.

At first, I was so sad by that fact that I lost out on someone great, but I'm happy I couldn't otherwise I wouldn't have been brought to him, and where I am now.

So much is opening up in my mind that every flawed relationship has created each detail in my spine that has stacked and made me stand straight, tall, and proud.

I'm happy. We both talked about how happy we are this evening. And I am happy he's happy.

For the first time, I'm in something that's not backwards. We're building some foundation. I've never really had this. We are moving forward, not doing some dance with sidesteps, or back steps. We move forward. We actually communicate too. In fact, we have great communication. And honesty. Such honesty.

I pray for him everyday. I pray for us too. No matter what kind of us it may be, I pray. I pray for him. I pray for myself. I pray for what we could become. I just pray.

I think I'm putting all my chips in.

I may get really hurt. REALLY hurt. But this is worth a shot-- you know, keeping myself involved. Not running before I find out what it could or couldn't be.

I'm so emotionally satisfied by our talking. It's because we're doing this right. I have no reason to feel empty.



This is how it feels...good. Safe. Healthy.

Sometimes the only way is jumping,

I hope you're not afraid of heights.

It feels like

my heart is racing at an uncontrollable rate.

And it feels like knowing you makes carrying the load on my back 100x lighter.

I'd like to ask where have you been all this time...

He gets

better and better every, single day. How's it possible?

I've never met anyone like him before.

What they call love is a risk,
'Cause you will always get hit
Out of nowhere by some wave
And end up on your own.

I fell

asleep reeeally early, but got a late phone call, and now I can't sleep. I didn't want to keep him up though, but now I'm bored

11 days. I can't wait. Anticipation is eating me alive.

We are gonna go look at puppies. Not to buy or anything, but to look.

How perfect right?

He was bored and tired of my laments
Said I'd die for you one time, but never again.

This is...

...me. This is me on a Sunday, bumming the day as much as possible. This is me straight of the shower. That's me in my Natural Habitat.

I'm ok with me. I've never loved myself so much in my life. I've never loved people more and I've never worked harder. I feel like an adult. And I find myself coming to be a lady.

I love myself. This is where I've been needing to get, and here I am.

March 20th

isn't getting here quick enough.

akejwrkwerklejdjsg.

I'm so anxious I can hardly relaaaxxx.

I'm so anxious, I have my outfit planned out for my plane ride.

He's the sweetest thing and I can't wait to spend time with him. And I can't wait to have San Francisco Debauchery with my BEST FRIEND: Round 2.

I couldn't be

more excited, and I couldn't be more nervous.

I'm not sure why I'm nervous.

But I am.

I don't think I'm going to relax until I am picked up from the airport. =]

It's going to be the best pick up EVER.

Let it Fall

So I weep
So I weep
So I weep
So I weep
In my weakest moments I weep
'Cause I like the way, tears fit my cheek
In my darkest moments I cry
Oh how I love the way, tears suits my face
I like it salt
I like it wet
Like my makeup in a mess
So I cry hard
Let it fall
And I won't stop until my tears are all shed
So I weep
So I weep
So I weep
So I weep
In my joyous moments I moan
'Cause it feels so good when I let my water flow
Drip drop, and I cannot stop
Can't stop, no I said no
Drip drop, and I cannot stop
Can't stop
I cry for you, cry for you
I cry because I cannot help it
So it runs, yes it falls
And ain't no stopping at all
I like it salt
I like it wet
Like my makeup in a mess
So I cry hard
Let it fall
And I won't stop until my tears are all shed
So I weep
So I weep
So I weep
So I weep
Let it fall

It's like this.

It's like I've been with so many jerks (so many inconsiderate, confused, selfish JERKS) to get to this point of knowing I deserve someone like him.

And maybe it won't work out. And maybe it'll make me really sad. But at least I'll never go back to dating scum of the earth because nothing compares to this feeling of feeling honored to get to have someone like him in my life.

I usually think that a guy is lucky to be with me, but this time I feel lucky to even get to hear their voice on top of knowing they care. I actually feel honored.

And it's like the second I get sad about knowing it's over with another, I catch myself snapping instantly out of it because he saved me from the hurt I was getting myself into... There's so much hurt with someone who won't surely include you in their future.

And I feel honored that there is no sick past or rumors of a disgusting past to worry about.

I"m on a high. I hope this feeling never goes away.

And I like that I can pray for him. Yes, I could pray for everyone, but not everyone knows God the way he does that it just feels more right.

Yeah. It's like that.

Saying good-bye,

while giving a hello.

Kind of sad. But this feels really good.

The sadness will pass...

I hope.

I'm watching Sex and The City right now and the scene where Samantha and Richard are dancing by the pool to Sade's By Your Side is on.

It makes me so sad to see, but it's so good. Samantha finally lets her guard down in the scene and her eyes water because she actually cares for Richard.

It's so sad how tainted we women get that we put ourselves in so many fucked up relationships that we put up these walls and it takes the life out of us to let them down for potentially great guys.

Anywho, I think I have my Aiden. I don't want to lose my Aiden and go back to my Mr. Big. Just a thought.

I have to be careful.

We Looked Like Giants

God bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime
Remembering when you were mine
In a still suburban town

When every thursday I'd brave those mountain passes
And you'd skip your early classes
And we'd learn how our bodies worked.

God damn the black night with all it's foul temptation
I become what I always hated
When I was with you then

We looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact
Fumbling to make contact
As the others slept inside

And together there
In a shroud of frost, the mountain air
Began to pass from every pane of weathered glass
And I held you closer than anyone would ever get

Why

do I know so many douche bags?

I've got two right off.

The Number 1 douche in my life text me again.

What do we have left to say to each other?

Nothing.

I wish heee was here. Why is the good one so far away?

I wish

I never met you. I wish I never let you touch me. I wish I could take everything back. I wish you played no part in my life. You've hurt me and I despise you.

Thank you for being so inconsiderate in my presence.

Go fuck yourself and all those nasty ass girls that you have fucked before. Have fun. Good luck in life.

You're making me sick.

I thought so much better of you until now. What did I ever do to you to have you treat me like garbage?

I have

a smile plastered to my face. =]

Feels reeeally good.

I can't

stand you anymore. Seriously. You make me sick to my stomach.

And you'll probably be surprised knowing I mean you, and not them.

I can't believe...

...I used to tolerate feeling this way. Weekend after weekend after weekend for FOREVER. Sad stuff. I hate that I enabled him to let me feel as awful as I did. This song captures it all and reminds me of my refusal to ever been in a fucked up relationship again.

Touch, lying on the floor
Wishing this could last
Knowing that it can’t
Soon you will leave
And I'll be on the floor
Watching the TV
Trying hard to find
A reason to move
I’m frozen in one place
Staring at the screen
Listening to the rain
Falling on the street
Some days go on too long
To know, no one can hang out tonight
Here, where the carpet's cool and soft
Underneath the clock
I feel my weary heart is put to rest
You gather around your friends
The connection that you feel
When the night has not yet died
You are new
(And near now to someone)
With a promise of a love
(You used to love)
you will probably never find
(When you were young)
(When all was gold and you two touched)
A touch that you can really feel
(And felt the flutter underneath your skin)
The brokenness inside
(You stood in glowing rooms)
(The light dripping from both of you)
As hope and less collide
(And nothing since has felt as radiant or real)
And nothing is real
Love, there's nothing more I want
Than just one night
That’s free of doubt and sadness
One night, one night, one night
One night that I can really feel

Nostalgia at its finest...

Bittersweet, you're gonna be the death of me
I don't want you, but I need you,
I love you and I hate you at the very same time
See what I want so much, should never hurt this bad...

Sometimes

I think our minds connect at some other level.

I was thinking of him heavily, and missing him (to be quite honest) yesterday. I went to sleep and popped my eyes open around 3:30 am and after I woke up, I hear my phone vibrate. I immediately knew who it was, and sure enough, it was that person.

This has happened a few times... My randomly waking up, and right after I wake up, I get a text from him.

It really was nothing, though. First my stomach turned and I thought of throwing up cause it was like, "Oh God, here we go.", but all he did was irritate me, and there was nothing to the short stream of texts at all. However, I wasn't too worried because I've grown my spine and I know how to put my foot down. So that wasn't why I felt nauseated. I felt nauseated because he manages to evoke so many negative feelings inside of me that I could just throw up everywhere.

How sad is that? The fact that I could care so much about a person who made me feel so awful that I could puke. What a sick thing. Masochist...

That's what gets me about my current crush. I don't have all those negative feelings. Sure things were different with the other fellow... I fell a lot harder and a lot faster because of our being very close friends, but still. Liking someone should not hurt so bad, and with this guy, it doesn't. A lot of me felt this security in and with them.

If we really are over, though, I hope I get a good-bye of some sort. I'm actually bumming really hard on them this morning. I miss him a lot and wish I had done so many things differently. I think back as to how we've evolved and I've just pushed him away. It went from being this good and fun girl to this drunken burden.

I remember how right away I was referred to as "my girl" when he was on the phone with his friend being asked what he was doing, and I felt so happy about that. Now I'm pretty sure I'd never catch that out of his mouth.

Then sometimes I wonder how over we'll ever really be when what's his face and I still have this mental connection. Are we really ending? Or are we just beginning?

I remember being in beauty school and sitting outside with Claire while she smoked a cigarette, and things were going badly with boy #1. I recall saying to her, "I think it's over.", and then she said, "No, I think this is just the beginning." She couldn't have been more right. Our sick and twisted rendezvous of games and battles has lasted for 2 years.

Will boy #2 plague me for 2 years too? Or will he be of some benefit? He seems too secure to plague me though.

Hm...

I'm sorry

I'm a brat.

I miss you.

To

walk away is to fight your idea to possibly stay.

I could wait and find out, but God I don't want to be rejected. And God I don't want to be walked away from.


I just wanna talk to you. Is it that hard?

I'm scared of everything you could despise about me, and scared of all you're not ready for for. Whyyyyyyyyyyyyy?

Arms by Seabear

You left your black gloves on my table
You left your dark horse in my stable
Thinking of a way, to get you to stay
And I promise to fight the wind and wait for you...
...are an owl, with tired eyes
I am a scarecrow in disguise

We often go out pacing
When all I want to do is stay inside and lookout the window...
...with you

I don't...

....want to face the day.

I'm having a really hard time with my worry for my grandma.

I never thought I'd care this much.

The way I feel right now leads me to have no idea what I'll do if she does go.

My grandma might be dying.


My mom told me this evening.

And you know what I said? I said, "Oh."


















Secretly, my heart skipped a beat and sunk into my stomach and fear flooded over me, but I have a hard time showing my family my feelings. My mom told me to call her cause she's scared and wants to hear from all of us in case she passes, and I don't intend to. I feel like I can't let her know I care. Once I do that, it'll be true that I do, and it'll make it harder.

I always wondered if I'd cry when my grandmother would pass on, and honestly, I'm in tears right now.

What's wrong with me? Why can't I admit feelings to my family? I can be truthful with everyone else, and I can even cry in front of people.

Maybe I think I have to be the strong one. Like someone to look to.

I guess I was the baby for so long that when I lost my place so abruptly, I felt as though I needed to grow up.

I don't know. I'm scared though. Her brother passed away suddenly with the same heart condition.

If you're reading this, pray. Pray for her. Pray for the family.

Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday.

Friday
-Bonnie and I went to COD to try and get our schedules organized. I needed to get 3 more units so I can get my insurance back, but it didn't happen. Ugh. Then we went to lunch, and then I had to take her home so I could get ready to go to work.
-Went to work, and then got home to get ready to go out with Julian. We were planning on going to this party at that casino in Coachella. I got ready, and then picked up David. We went to Julian's to pre-game. Then we were off and met up with Devin there. It was the lamest party ever. $10 to get in...for nothing. Then we went to the Blue Bar and Devin and I had a little more fun there, but it was still shitty. I couldn't wait to leave. Then we went home.

Saturday
-Cleaned and did my eyebrows and wasted most of my day before getting ready to go to Heat in Riverside with Julian. I ended up inviting Natasha, and she wanted to drive us, so we drove on our own with Jackie. I did want to drive with Julian and JD though. Anywho, we went to Charly's apartment first to pre-game it. It was some how ridiculously fun in the little time we were there.
-Walked over to the college in the rain, and I managed to get separated from Jackie, Natasha, Julian, JD, and some other people immediately. But I was with Bebo, David, Moses, and Tanya, so I was a-ok and having a good time! Moses and I pretended to be boyfriend and girlfriend, and had a bond fest. I love him! We went to the beer garden and David bought me a beer, and I dropped like the whole thing. Suckkks. But it was ok cause Moses's cousin gave me shots of vodka and even went in the crowd with me to watch She Wants Revenge. I group hopped quite a bit and kept getting lost but didn't care too much. I was feeling good. David and I squeezed into the front to watch N.E.R.D. and I ended up feeling suffocated so I got out of there and went back with Jackie and Natasha. Our boots soaked through, and that was a bummer. The show was over, and I managed to get separated from the girls, and wound up with Bebo, Julian, Moses, and David. Quite the eventful walk. I even got those little flowers picked from me out of it. Everyone's phone was dead or messed up, and it caused for quite the confusion. I thought I was gonna be left behind, but got over it pretty quickly. We went to get beer and then we went back to Charly's, and Jackie and Natasha were there, not leaving me. How nice of them. So I ended up leaving and we took David with us cause he was throwing up.

Such a good night!!

Sunday
-Went to church with my parents. I hadn't been to church in so long. It was good. Boring, but good. I know I need to go back to church.
-Went to lunch, and then was dropped back off at home cause I needed a nap before work. The night before was late and long and tiring!
-Went to work. Woo.
-Went to the gym.

Monday
-Woke up pretty early to go to a color class, but decided I didn't feel like it and went to Bonnie's to get her 21st Birthday started.
-We went to the Elephant Bar and I got her her first legal drink. We had a delicious lunch and then went to go get Bonnie a bottle of Malibu so she could spend her day legally drunk. I was bummed on the fact that I had to work cause I couldn't get drunk with her.
-Went to the mall. Saw a girl I reeeally didn't want to see and it made my stomach turn. I hate seeing her which is sad because we were friends. Eek. But at least I bought myself a really fantastic shirt. I can't wait to wear it this weekend.
-Took Bonnie home and had to get ready for work.
-Worked and made some gooood money.
-Got off and came home to get ready to go to Bebo's cause a few of us were gonna drink over there for Bon's birthday, but plans changed and we ended up going to him and David's friend Sergio's. It was fun. It was Bonnie, Natasha, David, Bebo, their bestie Ralph, and a couple other guys. Bonnie ended up leaving to be with her boyfriend, of course, and I got really annoyed and didn't take her home. Damian picked her and Natasha up. We had a lovely time talking and what not. Bebo and I both had to work early in the next day so I took him home and then I went home to have myself a lovely slumber.

Pretty good night, aside from Bonnie being to boyfriend clingy. It was a total 18th Birthday Deja Vu.

Tuesday
-Woke earlier than necessary, and it was kind of nice because I got to get ready at a slow pace. Normally I'm in such a hurry I have no time to even sigh.
-Went to Cosmoprof before work, and then worked. An ok day. Met a cool old lady who likes to walk around with wine in her coffee cup so it's disguised. Ha.
-Went to the mall after work to get a shirt.
-Went home, napped for a half hour, had dinner with the family, and then did my mom's hair. I weaved it and then I cut it. Bomb.com I must say.

And now...

...you've made my night.

You're cute, Chamaco.

Truth be told...

...seeing you made my day.

re⋅strain [ri-streyn]

–verb (used with object)
1. to hold back from action; keep in check or under control.

Don't

kiss me if you don't mean it. =[ I wasn't supposed to kiss you tonight and break my own rule.

We shouldn't pretend to be something we're not.

I'm gonna miss kissing you though. And I honestly am scared to kiss someone else.

I haven't kissed anyone other than you since before October 29th or 30th. I feel like I won't know what to do. I don't even want to either.

Blah. I really don't want this to be over, but I can't play games, or be treated like a fool.

I've been

played. DIRTY.

I want to cry, but I refuse to ever feel defeated again. Not over a guy at least. And for some reason, I can cry over everything and feel ok about it, but some how crying over a guy makes me feel shameful.

I'm a big girl. I've learned a lot. I'll keep learning. I want to say OH MY GOD FUCK YOU, but I won't do that either. I'm better than that. I'll take what I have learned, and move on.

With a big pretty smile.

"I can't play myself again I should just be my own best friend Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men".

...

All I can ever be to you
Is the darkness that we knew
And this regret I got accustomed to
Once it was so right
When we were at our high
Waiting for you in the hotel at night
I knew I hadn't met my match
But every moment we could snatch
I don't know why I got so attached
It's my responsibility
And you don't owe nothing to me
But to walk away I have no capacity

He walks away
The sun goes down
He takes the day, but I'm grown
And in your wake, in this blue shade
My tears dry on their own

I don't understand
Why do I stress the man
When there's so many bigger things at hand
We coulda never had it all
We had to hit a wall
So this is inevitable withdrawal
Even if I stop wanting you
And perspective pushes thru
I'll be some next man's other woman soon

I can't play myself again
I should just be my own best friend
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men

He walks away
The sun goes down
He takes the day, but I'm grown
And in your wake, in this blue shade
My tears dry on their own

So we are history
Your shadow covers me
The sky above ablaze

He walks away
The sun goes down
He takes the day, but I'm grown
And in your wake, in this blue shade
My tears dry on their own

I wish I could say no regrets
And no emotional debts
Cos as we kiss good bye the sun sets
So we are history
Your shadow covers me
The sky above a blaze that only lovers see

He walks away
The sun goes down
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your wake, my blue shade
My tears dry on their own

My bones no longer ache at the thought the of your name. I can make your name ring in my head and my mind and body remains calm. Steady. Just regular. The same as when I say a friend's name. I don't get angry. I don't fill myself with regret. I don't feel anything. I am me. I don't think about you before I go to sleep, and I don't think about you when I wake up.

After years, I am finally free. A far more consistent free. I'd been liberated before, but a more unstable liberation. This is the real thing. I know it in my heart. Finally. My heart doesn't speed up, or slow down. It beats as it should. With it's movement, I know. I am sure.

You gave me closure. I thought it may be the start of a new chapter, and a dreaded one at that. Thank God it was just something to free me of a sick and ugly cycle.

I'm no masochist, and I won't ever be like one again. I won't ever be a coward again either.

Thursday

-Got ready to go to Ontario's David's Bridal. We know too many people in this desert that we didn't want to go to the one out here and have the day of picking Desiree's wedding dress ruined. We've planned and dreamed this day as children that it had to go perfect.
-Picked Desiree up and Alvaro watched Nico and we ventured to the store. Just getting there made me cry. It was so exciting. I just thought of how as little girls we have talked about our dresses, and we used to always buy Bride's magazine, and we even had a subscription to Bride's magazine to get ideas of our dream dress. And there we were..years later actually picking her dress. Moments like that make me soo happy I have sisters and that I got to grow up with one.
-Got in there and picked some dresses. I picked most of them, even the ones I wanted to call dibs on. The first one she put on ended up being THE dress. It was so gorgeous. The dress, the veil, the tiara. Aww.
-Tess and I tried on some stuff. She found her flower-girl dress. It has beading like Des's and a mini train. I found my maybe dress, but if they have beading and a train, I want beading and a train too. Desiree already said I could have a train, so I am not going back!! Plus, this is like my last time to get prom-like ready that I'm taking advantage.
-Went to have lunch then took Desiree home. We visited with Nicholas and Al but had to leave so I could get to class.
-Changed really quickly, went to the salon to check messages, then went to class. 3 hours is a long time.
-Went to the gym.

Productive day. My thighs are on fiiiire.

I just

Want to be in love. For the first time I feel as though I need to be the one who is saved, and honestly, I am terrified.

Wednesday

-Woke up early to get some cleaning done.
-Gave my dog a bath.
-Cleaned some more.. My room... The bathrooms...
-Got ready to get some stuff done before class.
-Picked up Bonnie to go shopping for art supplies. I spent $115 on paint, brushes, and canvases. OUCH. That was my whole check I'd just picked up.
-Got some tea from Starbucks for a pick me up, and then went to class.
-Had a lot of fun with Lucas and his supervisor. They bought some vodka and juice and we caught a nice buzz while we painted.
-Bon and I left early and had dinner at Chipotle.
-Went home and changed, then went to the gym,
-Came home, and now I'm sketching.

Little Bit

Hands down
I’m too proud for love
But eyes shut it’s you I’m thinking of
But how we move from A to B
It can’t be up to me
Cause you don’t know
Eye to eye
Thigh to thigh
I let go...

...And for you I keep my legs apart
And forget about my tainted heart
And I will never ever be the first
To say it but still I get over...

Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday

Saturday
-I don't remember what I was doing up until I got my new car! Ajekwrklewr.
-Went to work, but was bummed on having to work cause it was like getting a new toy but getting told no to playing with it. I wanted to take my car out to play.
-Got off work and then got ready to pick up AB and go to that party/show thing. Picked him up, picked up some coconut rum so I could have one drink since I was being DD. Went to the party and there were soo many people. Too many little kids, if you ask me. We watched Bolin, Andy, and Danny play and then mingled some. We hung out with Gio, Claudia, Tanya, and David some, but AB wasn't having a very good time, and I didn't like him having a poor time, so I said yes to going to the Blue Bar. First we went to AB's so he could change and he took a year to do cause he was dancing (and it was totally funny), and then we went over there and met up with Tanya, Alma, her beau, Ab's sister, and some more people. It was totally lame, so Tanya and I left after like a half hour and went home, even though we wanted to go back to that party.

Sunday
-Pissed my day away until I had to get ready for work.
-Got ready for work early so I could show Bonnie my car.
-Right when I turned out of my neighborhood, I got in a little accident due to this mother-fucker and dumb bitch. I was willing to just exchange insurances and handle it like adults even though I was livid because of it being my new car. But they were so ghetto with their stupid ghetto car that the guy got in my face right away, so I got back in his, then she got in mine, and we were ready to fight, but then my mom happened to be driving by and got out and whatever. I probably would have gotten murdered though cause there's no way the guy wouldn't have gotten involved had I hit her. I've never been so mad in my entire life. I was so mad my body went numb. All I wanted was their insurance, but nooo. So now I'm waiting for the cops to assign fault. Hopefully I won't be blamed cause my rates will go up big time.
-I had to go to work after that, which totally sucked. The restaurant was totally dead.
-Went home after we closed.

Monday
-Colored my mom's hair and blow-dried it.
-Peeled off my precious Morales sticker and False Advertising one. RIP Morales Mobile and band sticker. =[ I was really bummed on it. Cleaned my stuff out of it. Sooo much crap in that vehicle. And then we took it to go get a hit and run scratch/dent fixed. We need to get the car ready to sell.
-Got ready for work, and worked.

Tuesday
-Woke up far too early, but Desiree had asked Tess and I to breakfast, and I of course couldn't say no. So we went to breakfast and she asked me to be her Maid of Honor (which I already knew I would be in the wedding) and then she asked Tess to be her Flower Girl. Exciting stuff. I'm excited to get to get a pretty dress. Hopefully from BCBG.
-Took Tess back to school.
-Went to look at places to hold the wedding and the reception at. As the Maid of Honor, it's my duty to do stuff like that, but I wound up getting stuck baby-sitting the baby. We had fun though. We played on the golf-course and played Hide-N-Seek. He's gotten so smart. He reaches for help when he needs assistance climbing down from the sidewalk. I love that baby, but he reminds me of how much I am not ready to have a baby. I'm keeping my fingers crossed right now.
-Went to lunch.
-Went to the store to get seat covers for my car and to get this tower thing I've been wanting to put my jewelry in. It's soo cool. It has 3 levels and is taller than me and kinda looks like the Eiffel tower. I built it when I got home and put all my bracelets in it. It's already full. I love it. Now I am in the process of hanging my earrings on it.
-Laid down to take a power nap so I could go to the gym, but ended up knocking out. I feel disgusting and haaave to go tonight.

Best Day EVER!

So yesterday, my mom and I are talking and she's asking about what color I intend to get when I get one. Then she tells me we can go look at cars this week, and I can one within the month. So I'm just so excited because we're making plans to get me a new car. Anyway, so I'm getting ready for work... I've got no time, I'm totally running late, and when I am getting ready, I'm in focus mode and don't like being interrupted... So my mom calls me and is like, "LAUREN, THE FRONT OF YOUR CAR GOT HIT AGAIN!" and I'm like, "YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME." And I'm just pissed off at the world and I'm pissed off that I'm trying to get ready, and get disrupted to deal with that. I go down the stairs, no bra, one eye done, the other eye bare, and approach the screen door and see my parents standing in the front yard, which totally puzzled me because my car was the other direction, and they're facing another way. So I open the door, look in the direction that they are looking, and there in the driveway was a new, beautiful, black car! I shrieked and couldn't believe it! They got me a brand new car! I started jumping up and down and was soooo excited and soooo thankful. I went from being pissed off to feeling soo happy and soo excited. They did such a good job at surprising me. So now I have a 2009 black Toyota Corolla, equipped with a built in iPod adapter, security system, and electric windows and locks, unlike my white 2005 Toyota Corolla that has manual locks and windows, and no built in iPod adapter. It's totally bigger and better. I've got two glove compartments toooo! They told me they did it because they were proud of me, and that was so crazy because the day before, I was sweeping up at work, and was wondering if I've made them proud and even considered asking them. Then the next day they get me a car and tell me. Totally crazy. My parents are gonna totally take care of me til the end.

Friday

Continued!

So I know I was on a date with myself, but I had some change in my plans.

-Moses text me to go to Compa's, and I was feeling a little awake and ready to mingle, so I took up the offer and was glad I did because I saw Tanya, Bolin, Ab, Bebo, Compa, Moses, David, etc., and it's always nice seeing them. They make for good laughs. I was Sober Sally for the night, which is something to be proud of. Not one sip of alcohol.
-2:30 rolled around, and I was going to go home to be responsible, and so I went, and once I got to my house and inside of it, I realized I forgot my phone charger. Ugh! And I cannot live without that. So I ventured back out.
-Got to Compa's, got my charger, and was ready to leave but Moses told me to stay, so I said 5 minutes, and some how 5 minutes turned into an hour cause I ended up taking Bebo to bust a mission. Driving large vehicles is sooome challege, fyi. Anyway, I had a pretty good sober night, but now it's 4 and I'm more tired than I was before, and a little more nauseated.

Spending my Friday night...

...watching Sex and The City drinking Diet Coke is a reeeally nice way to spend my night. Sometimes I love dating myself.

Hellooo Adulthood...

My life now consists of work/school or work/work. I now have no free time, and it's a little icky, but makes me feel good. The harder I work now, the sooner I'll get to work less and play even harder being that I'll be rolling in lots of money.

It's a really heavy schedule...you know, two jobs and school full-time, but I think it's something I have to do. I've proven I can't change as much as I said I would and thought I could, and this is what I have to do. Grow-up. I gotta think like an adult so I start acting like one. My passing out in my car is very irresponsible and trashy, and not Jackie-O.

It's really sad being this person. Like I always say "People don't change." Or "People can't change." and I hate being that person who can't change, because I'm so much better than that. I can change,

I could look at it as that maybe I am not ready for adulthood and marriage, and I can just keep partying hard and keep relationships brief and shallow, or I can look at is as I really need to want to want the change. And I want it. I do want marriage and to travel, but I can't change for those specific reasons. I need to change for myself, and my desires for that self. If that makes sense.

If I change just for those reasons, it's a fake change. I know I have it in me because I want nothing more, and my heart doesn't belong in party mode because that person isn't me. I wake up the next day puzzled at my behavior because it's like I lead a double life. It's a really weird feeling.

Anyway, I'm setting my priorities, and they're now in full-swing, and if I can hang with it, I'm ready for all I want to take on. Feels pretty good. I'm like 10 steps ahead of a lot of people. I'm going to see all that I want in the world and have it too. I'm not just saying it, I'm actually acting on it. Woo.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday

Monday
-I don't remember what I did other than worked.

Tuesday
-Started my first official day at Trio. Pretty chill job. Easy, good money, and the days go by a lot more quickly than the days at Trade Secret. I really like my boss.
-Went to the mall when I got off work and bought myself a few pairs of pants. I deserved it.
-Went to Target and bought some stuff, including a fabulous clutch.
-Went to crash classes. Didn't go so well.
-Went to the gym?

Wednesday
-Worked.
-I crashed Lucas's art class, and got Bonnie to come with. I am SOO hyped on this class, you don't even know. I look forward to using color. I think it'll make me a better artist as far as hair and make-up go. Plus, I'd like to be more gifted as far as canvases go. I used to be able to draw very well, and I used to be creative. Now I lack patience, creativity, and skill. I am thrilled to get to search myself again and use it all.
-Bonnie and I went to dinner at Le Basil afterwards. I love Thai food. I love how fresh it is, and not greasy, and all the vegetables used. You don't feel fat afterwards.
-Went home.

Thursday
-Worked. Not so good of a day as other days. I decided I was uncomfortable and missed J.Russell a lot. It was just a little bad mood. I'm over it now.
-Went home to nap before a lonnng class. So I squeezed in a 15 minute nap, but then had to pick up Bonnie and venture over there. We are now in Psychology of Women. I thought it was gonna be about the actual psychology of women, but it is sounding like a big lesbian class where we learn about feminism, which I don't really give a shit about, but whatever. I need the credits, and there's no harm in learning. I now have Art, general psychology, and that class. It goes til 9:50, which is pretty painful, after a full's day work. Same with art, but I look forward to being creative being that I have an eye for color and beauty.
-Picked up Jackie and we went to eat since we got out early, when we should have gone to the gym.

Friday
-Worked. I had an excellent day. I decided to just BE COMFORTABLE. I reminded myself of what a great environment I was in, and how God surely had to have directed me there.
-Dashed home, changed, and went to work at Ciro's. I felt nauseated all evening, which didn't make for a pleasant working experience. I got to leave the restaurant a lot for deliveries though, and that was fabulous.
-Now I am at home, and I need to do some homework. Farewell to my free life.

"And it just feels good when you're waking up...

...and it just feels good when you're next to me."

By the way...

...I'm sure now that the past is the past. I'm really not going to look back. The chapter is closed. It is, it is, it is. I know it is. My present has you in it, and I want to keep it that way. The last 3 months of you have been nice, and I can count to 4...

Obviously obvious...

Why do let me stay here?
All by myself
Why don't you come and play here?
I'm just sitting on the shelf

Why don't you sit right down and stay awhile?
We like the same things and I like your style
Its not a secret; why do you keep it?
I'm just sitting on the shelf

I got to get your presence
Let's make it known
I think you're just so pleasant
I would like you for my own

Rich People

Hahahahaha. And I wasn't even drunk. And Matthew is so funny.

Sunday

-Woke up next to the boy, which was nice. I missed him on top of hating waking up alone.
-Went home to get ready to go to Disneyland with Ab, but ended up deciding against it because of a few things. I felt really bad, but it just didn't feel right to go. But I made plans to take him to dinner at Kobe.
-Matthew came over while I got ready and tried to get me to see why Entourage is good, but I still thought it was boring. We listened to some Sade and talked about how good and romantic "By Your Side" is and how it almost made him cry at a wedding, like a big sissy girl.
-Chris then came over. I love seeing him now that I hardly do.
-Then Ab got to my house, and we were able to leave to Kobe.
-Gio and Claudia met us there, as well as this girl Ab used to date, and we had a lovely dinner. The chef sucked though. He couldn't cut the chicken properly, and the veggies were under cooked. It was still good though.
-Ab, Chris, Matthew, and I then ventured to Palm Springs to go to The Riviera. We just got one drink and took pictures. I love going there.
-Went to Matthew's for a little kickback thing. Gio, Chris, Ab, Matthew and I sat and talked and laughed. I thought I was gonna die from laughter. We are all so ridiculously funny. We were pretending to be rich snobs and were doing this obnoxious laugh, and Gio was being super molester as usual. Ahh, so funny. Then everyone left and Ab, Joseph, Matthew and I sat around talking and then watched It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia.
-Left to take Ab and Matthew to get their cars from my house, but took Matthew to get food first. Came back to my house and had a nice round of Who Would You Rather... Goood game. Ab came up with an excellent one... Brat Pitt or David Beckham?
-They went home.

Really excellent night. I think I am a lot more fun when I am not drunk. I can have coherent conversations and such. Happy Birthday Ab, by the way.

Thursday, Friday, Saturday

Thursday
-Went to work and did a really awesome haircut. It was a total "What Not to Wear" moment when the person gets transformed and are just like, "Oh my God. Wow. Oh my God." Like they had no idea their hair could look so good. It was nice to make someone feel good.
-Went to COD to get off academic probation and I did, and I found out I did so well in my English class that I don't have to go through the next classes and can go straight to English 1, which means I can take an psychology class. Woo.
-Took Tess to dinner. She's missed me so it was nice to treat her to something. And it was even nicer that my mom gave me money.
-Went home to get ready to go to the gym, but then fell asleep all early.


Friday
-Went over to Trio for my training. I looove it. I am so looking forward to working there.
-Went home and got ready for work.
-Worked.
-Went to Ab's for his birthday party. I had a lot of fun with the good and the bad. Aside from wanting to rip Vanessa and her cousin's face off, it was a successful night.
-Didn't sleep all night due to phone calls and texts from two people, and had to go into my long day on 2 hours of sleep...

Saturday
-Woke up an hour late! I had an hour to get ready for work. I was soo tired. 2 hours is nothing.
-Went to work. So boring. I did this haircut and color. Looked soo much better then when the lady first got there. SOO much better. She smelled weird. I hated it.
-Went to Ciro's 2 hours late cause I got off the salon late. I was soo tired. Omg.
-Went home and got ready to go to a party with Bebo, Julian, and JD. Went to Julian's and pregamed it, and Natasha met us there, and then we all went to the party. It was really fun, I think. I remember being in the room and there was a ton of people squeezed in. Lines were going around and pipes were being passed. How romantic. I think I fell asleep, and Natasha decided it was time to go. We left. She was hungry so she got food, and I threw up, and apparently fell asleep. Then she took me over to Julian's and she went home, and then I went to get food with Bebo and Julian. I was trying to nap in my back seat while they were causing trouble going through my stuff. My organized mess is no longer organized. Thanks guys. Then we went back to the house and they ate, and then we went to bed. And no, not the 3 of us together.

Really good night.

Funny how...

...you bring up not being able to trust me now.

You're one to talk about trust and honesty.

Maybe if you were honest yourself, trusting me wouldn't be an issue because none of this would have happened.

Whatever. A reminder of why I'm over it.

Don't try to turn the tables on me. We've played this game for a couple of years too long that I know how to play it back now, and there's no making me feel bad about all that you have done.

And wowww, you've told her all along to leave me alone? How heroic! Not.

Did you tell her your part in it all? Doubt it, so your telling her to leave me alone really was pointless.

Maybe you shouldn't have said what you said. Saying it gets you caught, and remember, I'm not taking the blame anymore because again, "Betrayal is a funny crown. You wear it well, just like a king. Revenge is the saddest thing. Honey, I'm afraid to say, you deserve everything."

And if you don't care about her, why is it wrong for her to know the truth? Whatever, man, get your shit together.

Round 129312932312

My heart is heavy. We need to talk.

I don't know how to feel.

I thought I was ok. I thought I made progress, but where my heart is now feels like I made none.

This is odd.

I like how I actually apologized to Vanessa because I sincerely am over it, and she started what she did last night.

I'm so over it that I said sorry to officially close a bad part of my life. I'm healed and ready to move on and she can't accept the past. I'm so bothered by that. Here, I've put all this effort to be kind and humble myself for my wrongs, and put effort into my own healing and forgiving him for hurting me. It's not easy to forgive when someone doesn't say sorry, but I looked inside of myself and to God and made it happen, and she just has to push and pull and make it seem as though it isn't over.

I hate that I reacted to her. I hate that I wasn't drunk, and came off as the typical drunk Lauren out of my rage for her and her cousin getting in my face. I hate that everyone can say I won this, but I can't say that I did because I reacted and let my trashy side come out of me.

To top it off, he calls me and texts me. She sees something, starts calling me, and texting me this morning to jump down my throat when it was HIM. So I do her the favor by forwarding her what he says because I don't care about him, and I don't care to cover for him, and she has the nerve to say, "How do I know if those are real?"

Anyone who knows him knows how he is. And plus, why would I take the time to make those fake texts with times included?

I want to be left alone as far as he goes to prove that it's done and she's making it worse for me, for him, for herself, and for everyone.

I guess it's another test to prove my progress.