Picked all my weeds, but kept the flowers...
Been a long road since those hands I left my tears in...but I know. It's never really over...
I feel so bi-polar. I look back at entries I write and they're either one extreme or another. One minute I'm SUPER happy...then the next entry I'm all sad. I think I need a therapist. haha. I really like bloop. I've done the whole other blog sites--xanga, livejournal, and there was another that I forgot, but overall bloop seems to be really good for me. Maybe because when I had my xangas and livejournals, I wasn't really going through a "rough" time like I am now. I think being able to express everything without fear of someone judging me (although I am aware that this is a public posting site) like my family. If someone leaves a comment on the entry, it doesn't really affect me because they don't know everything like my family or friends do...
I need to stop drinking myself to sleep...that's probably why I need sleeping pills now...
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