hearts suck.

I'm up. I'm writing. I'm cleaning. I'm mourning a broken heart. What else is new.

Just my fucking luck. I will wait for him forever.

I want it to be Sunday. Why can't it be Sunday?

Yuzuru came up for a visit. He drove from Lake Holiday to Strasburg to Dulles to Front Royal and I drove back to Lake Holiday. He goes back

had a good day today. I hope tomorrow is equally great.

had a better day today than I did yesterday.

writing a bit before going to bed.... assuming I can stay awake....

hooray for having to go into work 2 hours early.

mother nature can stick her monthly gift up her ass. Throw me a curve ball like that? Screw you!