The Real World season finale somewhat disappointed me.

I hate not being able to sleep when I want/should.

I hate everything I think about.

I've thought about her alot.
About how there's alot of things that I want to say, but don't for good reason.


I realized that one of my biggest problems, is my inability to let go of the past and really move forward. As in, most of the women from my past seem to have a piece of me, and sometimes I feel like I've lost most of what used to make me, myself.


Fast cars and abandoned friendships.