Crocktoberfest.
Crocktober

That was a mistake. I can't believe it's already October. I just applied to a job in Atlanta. Maybe living in the big city sometime will pick up my spirits and distract me. I can't believe my heart is still so broken. I'm so disappointed in myself. But maybe now that my resume is in order I can spread it like fluffy dandy seeds to the wind and watch my monies bloom and grow forever. I miss a happiness that I don't think i really ever had. I'm kidding myself to think that life was ever more beautiful than it is now. I keep stringing myself up on boys and distractions of the heart. Elijah was right in that I think love of going to make me feel better. I just need to feel better on my own. I love my friends, even though I mistreat them. I love that they still love me. And I certainly love my ol' brudda. I have to be more selective. Those are the words for the week:


Value
Selection
Confidence
Excellence.