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These late nights....

With the stars in the sky, the quiet air, the moon as your only light.
It's beautiful and haunting at the same time.
With the night, you feel your heart sinking, your breathe starting to slow and choke up, your mind is wondering why.
Why this is going on, nothing around is threatening...that's when it hits you.
You are alone.
You are your worst enemy, with a mind like that.
Always twitching, turning, bringing up the thoughts you tucked away back inside your mind.
You thought you tossed the key to those thoughts and memories, turns out you were wrong.
Panic attacks ensue.
Dizzy air wraps around your body like tree limbs, making sure you stay put.
There is no escape from yourself...
"One day" she sighs
"One day, someone will invent little switches to place on the backs of our necks with a little "on" and "off" switch, so we can turn our minds off and escape from ourselves"

Hello Dear Skeletons.....

Look who's back from the dead.....


First things first, a.darling.net is dead at the moment. Who knew changing the border color in a layout would kill your whole blog. Word press is a tricky little thing.

I tried to make a whole new blog, and I was all sorts of confused on the "new" blogger...I even had to contact nova to figure out the header. Stupid me didn't see that I had "re size header" or whatever that is checked, woops. So here I am, back to my old beautiful blog, Dear Skeletons. I don't know how long I'll be here, but it sure feels good.

Let's play catch up now, shall we?

// A few weekends ago, I signed up for one of those online dating sites for their free weekend. It went pretty well, I had some dudes who wanted to talk to me, and I got two numbers, but only talked to one guy. At first, he was fun to talk to, we went back and forth talking for a few hours. The next day though, I wanted nothing to do with him. I knew he wasn't "it", I didn't feel anything, plus I got super annoyed when he kept emailing, facebookin, and texting me. So over it. I told him that it wasn't going to work out and he said ok and if I still wanted to talk, nope I don't dude. I'm very much ignoring him at the moment.

// Now I have this other dude who I like, not sure if he likes me. He is a little younger than me, but we pretty much like the same stuff so that's fun. I gave him my number and he didn't give me his though, but that's ok. I still talk to him on face book and may just go out and see him and try and feel it out~ in person. I am going to take a friend with me in case I want to get out of there asap. I think it's rather funny how I want the guys who do not want me, or act like that don't...and I don't want the guys who wants me. Something must be wrong with me, ey? I think I just really love the chase....

// Want to know what is super pointless? Shaving Cream. Yep, I said it, you are POINTLESS shaving cream! I got a new razor so I figured I would use it to help not nick myself. I put it all over my leg, shaved, totally cut myself. Shaved my other leg with no shaving cream, cut myself. I am better off shaving without the pointless shaving cream, it doesn't do anything but make my leg smell good.

That is all for now, I need to get back to making patterns for new hats...xo

coming back from the dead....