lipglossandletdowns

I regret too much. I miss you Vince. I can't believe that it's been 2 months since you've died. And, only 8 months since we found out you were sick. The world is different without you.

Sometimes life is dull, to the point where you are dragging your feet to even get out of bed in the morning. And then, other times is so crazy, and hectic that you don't have time to step on the ground before you are off to do something or react to something else. Usually there's a lot of time in between where there are months/weeks where it's a nice grab bag of both. NOT RIGHT NOW. AND NOT FOR ME. lol These past months have been from one extreme to the next and not in the good way. but not something to be drastically upset about your life either. I just know I am bored. I feel like I'm drifting (like a snail, if they were to drift) in a f

Ugh. PMS-ing out the ass. Snapping at every little thing that irks me. I don't want to go to bed, because it means that work just comes sooner. It just wears me down, wears down my bones and just makes me want to go home. I'm not happy and I keep trying to put that thought away, but it doesn't seem to be working I can feel it drift back slowly every time I sleep. Feeling in the dreams I don't want to remember but not eager to forget. I'm in a place right now that I've never been before, and I don't know what to do. Fucking hell. I usually can tackle the big problems and over-sweat the small stuff. alex