Where?

Where has this year gone?
Feels like it shouldn't be September yet.
I don't remember much of March or April.
It's like I went to sleep and woke up at the end of July almost.
Lost Lisa in January.
Lost papa in March.
Lost everything after that.
But have gained a new me in the process.
I'm beginning to like me.
I still have horrid days I don't want to move.
Being next door to B will help those days a lot.
I've got the new job I love, a great new car and an awesome new place to call my own.
And of course all of my friends that have helped me more then they will ever know.
The rest of the year can only be good, right?
I mean I don't have much farther I could fall.
I'm slowly creeping out of this depression.
All I can keep doing is one day at a time and hope for the best.

New.

One week.
New car.
New guy.
Seeing where things go with him.
Good so far.
New place to live in the next few weeks, once it's finished.
And still loving the job.

Dinner with the crew tonight, make that thanksgiving dinner!
R is cooking so it'll be fantastic.

Car?

Check.
:)

Comic Con.

Fanfuckingtastic!

Tis all for now :).

Harder.

It's seems harder and harder everyday to keep my head above water.
Getting out of bed is the biggest challenge I have.
Continuing to go forward seems hopeless.
Forcing my way through this...

House sitting.

Loving having some much needed me time.
It's been a great week so far.
The puppies miss their mommies but I've kept them pretty distracted.
Love getting to know Danny better.
I got a lot out that just needed to be said to anyone.
Of course we've been drunk the better part of the week.
:)

Hard time?

Well I'm just having a fucking ball over here.
Didn't text you that the other day out of boredom.
Kind of needed you.

Nancy.

"I'll never look like barbie, barbie doesn't have bruises."

Thank you nightmares.
Fuck.

Always.

"She screams in silence."

Get the fuck out of my head.