here we go again.
Have you ever started acting the way you used to make fun of a friend of yours for acting? These past few weeks everything that Eleanor used to tell me finally makes sense. Now I realize if I were her I would have kicked me in the face all of those times I just rolled my eyes and told her she was crazy. She wasn't crazy. She was just being a woman. We're WEIRD! Last night I'm driving Matt home from work and I feel like doing nothing but crying and I don't know why. I thought I knew why, and there may be reasons, but it's just at that moment nothing could have fixed it. I wanted more than anyone could ever give me.

Posted by Maleta at 2:38 p.m.