"We dated in high school, but just recently got back together."
"What happened in high school?"
"I sort of disappeared on him. I had to leave school suddenly because I was pregnant."
"But he wasn’t the father?"
"So where’s the dad now?”
"I’m not going to be the kind of mom who makes her daughter’s dad out to be a monster, but I eventually decided that it wasn’t my job to force anybody to be a father."
"Tell me one thing that you weren’t taught that you’re going to teach your daughter."
"That just because you love someone, doesn’t mean they can make you happy. And you should never compromise with your happiness."
"So what did you compromise?"
"I compromised everything about myself to try to keep my family together."
"Just because you love someone doesn’t mean they can make you happy"
I don’t think I will ever be ready.
I just want someone to hold me for an extended period of time and tell me I am doing the right thing and things will get better soon. Kthnx.
It’s so hard not to call him “babe”.
Or say “my boyfriend”.
You will always be my “babe”, but I don’t want to confuse you.
It is better this way.
Now you’ll just be “my ex babe”.
I’m happy, I feel like me.
And I’m not on edge, not anxious about fights; I am calm.
I feel guilt though.
I hope that fade and my happiness increases.
This is not for anyone, this is for me as a reminder in the coming months.
I like being alone. I like only thinking about myself.
What James Franco is doing during the Oscars…
MEE TOO JAMESSS
"It takes a hell of a lot of pills to keep me going."
I can do this.
I am doing this.
One foot in front of the other, make it to the end of the quarter. You got this.