All things.

I haven't been writing much lately because I know once I write out all, all the happy things in life, all the success and laughter, I will eventually have to come around to all the fears and failures. If I want to be truthful, that is; and I like honesty. It's just hard sometimes.

I have trouble admitting to myself that I messed up, that things will never be the same.

So, you can imagine how it feels to admit my shortcomings, to the world wide web...

I realized last night, that I have three friends.

Three honest to goodness, be there no matter what, unconditional love, friends.

We've been through it all, tears and laughter, funerals and weddings, late nights and early mornings, hot and cold, cheetos and humus.

And I honestly don't want to even imagine where I would be, without them.

They didn't agree on much. In fact, they didn't agree on anything. They fought all the time and challenged each other every day, but despite their differences, they had one important thing in common; they were crazy about each other.

May 28th, 2010

If you cannot stay true to yourself, how do you expect to stay true to another human being?

I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a door mat or a prostitute. ~Rebecca West