LovelyAsDeath

Decisions, decisions. I am confused and hopeful. It's hard being a woman sometimes.

Crying is not always equivalent to weakness. Sometimes crying can show strength, because you are strong enough to show emotion and be judged. Most of the time when I cry, I like to do it in the bathtub. That way no one will hear it because of the running water and there is no chance of someone walking in on me crying. I'm a very secretive crier. I'm a very secretive person.

So....here I go again....I don't think this will be very long but who know? Maybe it will be. I'm taking some advice and trying to get outside of my head. If I do that then maybe I'll be able to show my heart. Oh my heart....what a mess it's in. It's reckless and greedy. Compelling and strong. It's lonely. I'm lonely. So very lonely. I can't seem to make myself happy anymore. It drives me insane. I didn't used to be like this and it makes me wonder what changed. I know I can't blame anyone or any specific reason...it's just me. I'm sad. A lot more than I let on. I don't know why I do that. I don't like people knowing how I feel....there ar