Sunday, January 29, 2006
All men are dingbats. Ok, well, maybe not ALL, but most of them anyway. (No offence, but it's true.) And I'm dreading Tuesday. Besides the fact that Tuesdays last forever anyway, I've got the worst discussion of my life to face that night.
I don't want to love anymore. I want it to all go away because love hurts. But if I had it all to do over again, I'd probably still fall.
I guess I just need to learn to have more faith and hope and to trust and to be patient. That's what I'm learning.
And I hate bringing up the past, too.
This week will make me a stronger person, right?
