The teeth that live under my bed keep waking me up with wet sounds

I feel completely rejuvenated only to go sit in another day of ISS which I hope to God won't bring me down. Life has been a bother and, well, tiring lately. I haven't enjoyed myself and others as I could, to our full potential. I want more than anything to embrace my lover into my arms knowing I mean the world to him, knowing he means what he says. I'm confident soon enough he will be together enough to let this happen.

I, also, being an independent semi-woman want my 'independence.' I feel I have given up, given in, given to you about as much as anyone could ever ask for. Over the past few months I have lost myself, found me again and tried my hardest to stay true to who that person is. Or, have I? Have I given it my all to let myself know I will be okay? I'm not sure. Over the past three months and thirteen days, I have only been sure of one thing.

I have drifted from my friends (in no way is this because of my relationship, It is because of my despondent, hopeless attitude) and feel completely awkward with some of them now. I feel I have no one to turn to, only one true best friend who happens to be my lover, too. I haven't taken a negative look at this until, well, he did. Everything is going to be okay, you know? Love hurts sometimes I guess.

On another note, I would like to say, my baby has kick-ass writing skills. Not only do I love you, Matthew Reider, but I admire you more than you know. A stupid blog couldn't explain it. Stop this and love me like you did before.