It Only Hurts When I'm Breathing


This morning when I woke up I felt guilty:
I did my daily routine of remorse while reminiscing(sp) through our box of memories kept in a drawer under my bed. It amazes me that the smile I look at is trapped and goes no further than the edge of those papers. I won't see it anymore...

But today was like starting to ween myself off a night light. Though it brings comfort and security- I'm on my way to discovering the benefits of darkness. Don't misconstrue the situation because I still need it sometimes, it's only natural, I've had it consistently for the past few months. Forgetting sometimes can be a good sign, and I sleep so much better.


Needless to say when we parted this afternoon after a brief encounter, I expected the tears and agonizing moans in plea of you. Instead I briefly stated the ridiculous manner in which he looked and my strong feelings agianst men- and thereafter forgot it. (weird?)
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Met another Navy character...go figure! Do I have a sign on me that says, " I want military men?" Army Guy can kiss my ass, Navy 1 can sink on his ship, and I don't even know what to say about Navy 2 yet...? (It's not alot but they are all in a row)
I was suprised though, his manners and attitude. Very nice. But I heard through the grape vine this morning that he was quote, "only in it for the ass". Wow, what do I say to that? I slept in his bed (for a little while anyways) with no shirt on (I was getting a massage...get your mind out of the gutter sicko!) and he didn't try anything. I judged his character and it was seemingly genuine? weird...

I have nothing to write about...weird