I Had Stepped Into His Arms, Showing

"it's Gonna Be Okay," I Said. It Was The First Time In A Long Time That I Believed It. "it Will."

I Was Bored. Sad. Lonely. It Was Only A Matter Of Time Before I Cracked.

Odd How It Was So Easy For A Stranger To Assume Such Familiarity. Especially When Those Who Were Supposed To Know You Best Often Didn't, Not At All.

Its Been A Long Night" "aren't They All?

I Feel Like Twitter Was Tailor-made For Me, Because I Can Do Short Spurts All Day Long. I Loved My Blog, But Doing Daily, Then Thrice Weekly Entries Was Really Time Consuming. 140 Characters Is Perfect.