New Years Day
Last night, I spent my New Years like I usually do. At my parents. Tim and my sister's boyfriend were with us and it was nice to have a small get together. Afterwards, I watched two House episodes. It was emotionally intense. What a show.


Then I laid, trying to sleep and thinking to myself too much. I cried myself to sleep and wished he'd visit me in my dreams. If I could only see him one more time. The day is coming where we will say it's been a year. It still fucking hurts. If not more now than ever. Time doesn't heal a fucking thing. You just get used to the sting. Jay is right. It changes you forever as a person. Chris, I haven't taken his number out of my phone either. I still have the last text I sent him that night.


I have to make an official list of New Years Resolutions. I want to be more in 2008. I want a better year. This year, I want to feel like there is hope for once. And I want to feel like people care about me like I care about them.