Thursday, May 17, 2012


Be the one to.

I don't gush about how good-looking soccer players are, because I am more about their ninja soccer skills, but there is something to be said about those with tattoos.  Skrtel and Agger - that's all I'll say on it.  It's depressing that the Grey's Anatomy's finale is here because I'd have to cope without it for the next 4 months.  I can't barely stand to imagine the future when the series ends.  I've been re-watching the beginnings of Owen/Cristina.  I usually start with the intention to watch the entire episode, but it wouldn't be long before I'd forward to just their scenes.  Just to see how it was before it went south.  Whyohwhy am I doing this to myself.  Whyohwhy are we always so concerned about the past that we dwell on it so much and let present slip by.  These aren't questions because they are de facto statements of truth.  I don't want help getting out of this, because this has become a comfortable and familiar place in my life.  I'd be worrying, like I did before, when I wasn't in this place.  All I want is an opportunity to finish saying everything that has festering in my mind to you in person so that I can start feeling better.

So do the humane thing and help me.

Be the one to.

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