I used to think it was really easy to tell a guy no, you just say no and they should stop, right? I was wrong. It doesn't matter how many times you say no, they will get what they want. It's even harder to tell a drunk guy no. It's Monday now and all I want to do is crawl up in bed for a few days. It's too bad I don't have any real friends here, I'm on my own. No one to comfort me when I really need it, no one to listen to me. So, I turn to my blog, it makes most sense to me to write about my feelings. Seeing my words written down comforts me more than anyone ever could. Today, I will write in my journal, not here, because this shit is too personal for some of you to read and I want to feel the pencil / pen pressing against the paper. An update on my weekend will come soon, but not now. I need to write on paper and I need to digest recent events.
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Maddie Lang
Dreamer. Adventurer. Wallflower. Lover. Fighter. Kentuckian / Californian. Finding my purpose in the world. Archives
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