I knew I didn't hate Christmas for no reason.
Everytime I give it a chance, it fails. Each time even more than the time before.

Thanks for the thoughtful gift, mom.
For yours, I'll take out that garbage I promised to take out a week ago!

Happy fucking holidays, all!

I am not comfortable like this. Either you go back to the way you were a few weeks ago or I will go back to the way I learned to be.

Choose the first option, please.

Epiphany.

I just realized. Even though I've moved on with my life and everything's been peachy lately, I don't think I've ever gotten over it. And sadly, I don't believe I ever really will.

follow up

I was so sure that the next note was going to be "I chickened out!". But it isn't :)
Am not a chicken, I did it. Sometimes we just need to remember we don't care what impression someone else might get. It's the thought that counts.

I'm not sure why..

I'm not sure why Steven's sad little girlfriend-missing face got to me today. I don't know why I care if he goes to see her today or not. I guess I never really stopped wishing that there's a better ending to someone else's story. I think I'll give him the note from my journal today after school. I wonder if he'll think it weird. Do I care?