Please, remember me, happily, by the rosebush laughing.

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Florence, Alabama, United States
Dancing in both directions at once so everyone won't notice that she's never heard this song before.

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

sharp things that hurt for years afterwards every time you think of them

I love story people.

I skipped math today, and, while I haven't entirely convinced myself to skip sociology, the possibilty of my attendence is looking increasingly dismal.

My legs feel like lead, and I want to cry. How am I going to fix other people's lives when I can't fix my own family's?

Lucky for me, I'm an optimistic person who abhors all things self-pitying, so if I pretend hard enough, it will go away again.

1 comment:

Emily said...

I know this is an older post of yours, but I thought I would let you know that I can relate. I was googling that storypeople line and got your blog as the #1 result.

Have a great day!

Emily