Christmas Eve: Closing charts and singing Club Can't Handle Me loudly and badly in the empty office.

Your words stun, slay, and humble me. I've fallen so hard for you. And it makes you believe in destiny and fate.

Full circle. And stronger because of it. I hope.

"We accept the love we think we deserve." - The Perks of Being a WallFlower 

Watching the episode of Friends where Rachel gives birth. Cynical enough to say:

1) If you're at 3, you're going home. That's not active labor. You're not sitting on deck. Go HOME!

2) Pitocin? ROM? C'mon. This is TORTURE.

3) Your OB didn't know she was breech? WHAT?

4) A breech delivery is not THAT fast. Geez.

5) She didn't even clamp the cord!

My heart just aches.

Let it be.

There is nowhere in the US far away enough from you.

Irony: The head of this social media networking group just tweeted that he lost all of his contacts' information.

Hurting like I've never hurt before.

Do you believe in destiny?

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.

Do I drive you as crazy as you to me? This is all a bad idea, but I'm willing to take it if you are.

Sometimes you just realize down the line that you were lucky that it never lasted.

After almost a year of thinking that I just needed to keep my close friends and to find new ones, I am humbled to realize that my other friends are super spectacular just the way they are. Thank you for loving me despite my identity crisis.

I am on vacation. Stop CALLING me!!

"I risk your incomprehension when I speak to you of matters of my heart. Whenever you respond to me with disinterest or incomprehension, or respond with a socially acceptable triviality, or change the subject quickly...I know at some level that you choose not to know me, and I die a little." - Anonymous

I thought you were amazing...but I guess I was so, so, so wrong.

I am such a forgiving soul. You better be worth it.

Too little too late. Better luck next time.