it's funny that even though love has done nothing but hurt me,
i can't help but still want it.
i want the kind of love that's so intense you can feel the passion burning when you look into eachothers eyes.
i want a genuine love.
but i don't think i want it anytime soon.
i don't need that right now.

i don't think i will be drinking for a while.
depression+alcohol=huge emotional mess.
last night was a disaster, one i wish would have never happened.

i feel sick.

i'm getting my hair done tonight. (hopefully)
i want a change.