Just Gotta Make It

I've been feeling a lot better these past couple of days. Still stressed out and lost. But I guess that's a part of life and starting a new chapter. I will soon have a new place (hopefully) and I was wondering will that place feel like my home. What makes a house a home? In my heart my home is where the Boy is at. Tomorrow is a big day. We'll see what happens and if I manage not to cry. Until then folks.....................................


*Song of the weekend Gotta Make It by Trey Songz*

We Belong Together

So..............................a lot has happen in my life lately. I'm stressed, hurt, and alone. I don't really talk to my family anymore and the Boy is having doubts about the longevity of our relationship. I don't want to loose him and I feel at times as if I the more I say the worse it gets. Maybe the move will be a good thing. Having space and room to breathe. But on the other hand what if he enjoys life better without me there everyday? Lately I've just felt like crawling in a hole and crying. Like one of those Waiting to Exhale cries.

I'm moving at end of this month. Moving where you ask, I have no fucking idea. It's just another of a list of things that are not going right in my life. I just hope with all my heart that I'm not partying it up this summer by myself because I'm single.

*Song of the week is We Belong Together by Mariah Carey*

WTF

I went to bed at 4:30 this morning and got up at 9:30. Has my life become that sad and boring that I can't even sleep in on my day off.

My friend and I were talking yesterday about people and communication. My lil two cents was that if people are always saying that you don't share what's going on with yourself, but if you turn around and ask the same thing is it not beyond frustrating when in return you get minimal answers. Such as I hanged out, a shrug of the shoulders, or a hmmmm. It's enough to make a person want to bang there head against the wall.