The most amazing thing about breaking up with someone is that at the very moment where you are telling them that you can no longer be with them because it hurts too much, you want them to reach out, hold you, cradle you, love you. You want to share your feelings with someone and have them tell you its okay. But, how is it possible when the person who's loving you is killing the joy you have for life.
That sounds exceptionally fatalistic. But, I'm emotionally raw. I want to have the desire to do the right thing. I know what I'm supposed to do. I've done it. Now, I want to feel like it was right.
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"Oh Shirley, I think you've wound your curlers a little too tight."
Marilyn
About Me
- Emily Burnworth
- I was born and raised in central Pennsylvania. (Contrary to what many Utahns believe I'm not Amish.) I grew up in the town where my mother grew up. I want to spend some significant time in Europe (cue this summer's events). I currently am trying to supress the desire for a nose piercing. I'm vain about my freckles and hate makeup that covers them up. I hate makeup pretty much in general. Except for mascara. (I don't have eyelashes without it.) If I could live on a river raft for a while I probably would do the Huckleberry Finn thing. I love winter activities but hate being cold. There is nothing better than feeling the warm sun on my body on a beautiful June day when the birds are chirping and a cool breeze is prevalent and I'm surrounded by green, green, green. I believe in Henry David Thoreau's ideals. I love the smell of coffee. Hate the smell of hospitals. Find joy in sharing my love of others. Find peace in being a bit of an introvert. Latest Movie I've seen: Pan's Labyrinth Latest Movie I want to see: Children of Men Guilty pleasure I've indulged in: Sleeping in the Pardoe theatre lobby.
1 comment:
amen.
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