Sucks.
Have you ever been looking at something... watching something.. or just looking at someone and had the overwhelming urge to cry?
That just happened to me.
Then I got really angry at.. well I guess the situation.
I'm tired. Not just sleepy tired. I'm tired of running. I'm tired of hiding. I'm tired of being alone.
I'm ready now. Can you please hurry?
<3
About Me
- Meghan
- I'm Meghan. I love karaoke and singing. I am a mother. I drive a *gay* silver PT Cruiser named Javie. I drive too fast and yell at the passing drivers, but I never honk my horn. I still write things on my hands, but on the inside so nobody can see it. I talk WAY too much I don't know HOW to be subtle. I love Scrubs and Zach Braff is amazing. I get along with pretty much everyone I meet. I could eat cheese for every meal... for the rest of my life. I don't believe anyone when they give me a compliment, but secretly think about it for weeks afterward. I love my friends for putting up with my stories. over and over and over... I love loud music and Frank Sinatra. I love necklaces and bracelets but I hate earrings and rings. I'm absolutely terrible at being a girl, but I try. I still make shampoo Mohawks and giggle hysterically when anyone says the words "ball" or "my pleasure"
