Au revoir, mon amour.

In life things and people come and go. I's one of those things, it happens...


Although you prepare yourself for people to leave, when it happens it still does hurt. This weekend has been a particularly hurtful one in that respect. Two people I have grown to love and care about, for different reasons, are both leaving. I feel as though this is a growing trend in my life and I don't like it.
It's like everything I touch becomes infected and slowly dies. Well, figuratively, not literally. I'm not poisonous after all.


Anyways, enough feeling sorry for myself. I have way too much work to wallow in my personal pity party. Krieg and JB, I wish you both the best and unlimited happiness, light and love in your adventures abroad and in the middle of nowhere. You both take a portion of my heart with you. I hope both of you know that.
Au revoir, mon amour... Goodbye, my love.

Sometimes I wonder.

Every now and then you do something because it's instinctive. We are animals after all and and these instincts are programmed into us. After a really shitty last 2 months I decided it was time to come home for a bit. I've wanted to for the last couple weeks but have always been really busy. Anyways, this weekend I made the mission to come home and now that I'm home I have no idea why I even waste my time. It is not providing me with the comfort or support that I need not is it providing me with any sort or rest or peace. I find all that is happening is that I'm being politely ignored by my parents while they continue around me. It makes me wonder why I even came home? If I wanted to be ignored and left to my own devices I could have done tht back at Rhodes. 

The only pro of being back so far is that I can abuse my parents coffee machine. Wow.