looking for salvation

Sitting quietly in Stanfa's room, listening to Pandora. I had forgotten how much I love Pandora.

The past few days have been a bit hectic and stressful, partially due to the academic stressors which accompany the ending of the semester. I knew it would be hard to put it off any longer, so L. and I finally had 'the talk.' No, not the baby talk or the break up talk, before you jump to conclusions. The talk talk. In a way I expected it to make me feel more comfortable and secure with everything, but no such feelings were reached, at least to the extent I expected. I'm still so glad it finally happened, even though not much new was established...

I'm having trouble expressing my feelings articulately. 

I can't get him out of my head...

He didn't call when he said I would. I wish I could stop putting so much pressure of this, on myself, on us...lest it become everything NEITHER of us want. 

This is not going to make sense to anyone but me. That's okay.

I'm loving this ride..new sights around every corner, enough to keep me on the edge of my seat each fucking moment.

Long live this...

xo and all the best,

S-