Friday, August 18th, 1995 Dear Diary, Last night's entry was weird. For some reason I had to write that. Now I'm happy. I called Mari and we talked for 45 minutes. Then Jon called. Yes, my Jon of Raliegh, North Carolina called me. We talked for one hour and 20 minutes! I can't believe he … Continue reading Mortification Monday
Bad Poetry Friday
Mistake (c. 1997?) Wildflowers bring back floral memories of the mountains when I was 16 and naive oblivious to everyone but him How sweet it was falling like the morning rain on the roof that tingling sensation of love too often we fall for things we can't have too often we need what we don't … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Mortification Monday
August 17th, 1995 Dear Diary, I am so upset I could cry! It's been 2 weeks and I haven't gotten a response from Jon. Ashley wrote me on Tuesday and Val wrote me today. I babysat at the church nursery Tuesday night from 6:30-8:30. Gabrielle, Cody and Sidney were there. I had fun. I have … Continue reading Mortification Monday
Bad Poetry Friday
Words Like Stones c. 2/16/1998 You bruised me with your words attacking my innermost affections my reaction to your abuse was the turn of my cheek I am humbled by creation I have innovation and I want to be whole You stare at me hard envisioning a fight I just take a deep breath and … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Mortification Monday
Saturday, August 12th, 1995Dear Journal,I didn't get any mail today. That got me down. As you can see I'm looking forward to a response from Jon and everyone else- the letters they write give me a sense of comfort. I don't know if I'm honestly in love with Jon. I think I am. I hope I am, … Continue reading Mortification Monday
Bad Poetry Friday
Love c.? Love wasn't patient love wasn't kind love stuck a knife in this heart of mine love was jealous love was mean love swung his fist and shattered my dreams love didn't believe or endure or trust wihout love, I am dust
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