Hiya...
I don't have much to say, but I feel like writing. Today I was pretty annoyed by people. I had yet another reminder that good intentions aren't enough to get goodness back. I'm pretty tired of putting myself out there and having to beg for help when I need it. And mind you, I will NOT throw the first stone for I KNOW I'm not perfect. The difference is, I don't walk around boasting plastic, meaningless two-dollar trophies that say otherwise. But I do know that I've helped... a lot. Fool me once, shame on you... fool me twice, shame on ME.
Next time I'll listen to my friends and family who were very quick to remind me... they told me so.
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i have so missed you!
and i know what you mean. it's sad when people only want what they can get for themselves.
keep writing cindy!!
I immediately decided to follow your blog when I saw you have "brilliantly written by Cindy" as a tag.
I say don't let this whatever-it-is get you down for too long. There's nothing wrong with putting yourself out there.
I sympathize, though.
lols.. and i was about to say -'told you so' :P.. don't worry.. take a chill pill. put your cowgirl boots and kick what bothers you in the ass. and you'd be just fine . keep smiling cindy.. you look prettier that way :)
Jarrrrrrroooooooooddddddddd - I've missed you too. Get to writing... I want some gossip and juicy stories asap.
Tim - thanks for following me. I thought I had followed your blog first but nope, you beat me to it. Apparently, I saved it to my favorites instead... that counts right? And yes, I'm quite brilliant.
Nitin! Thank you darling:) I'm alright today... just a bit of a lingering annoyance in me but by tomorrow I'm sure it'll be gone. *smile*
I will forever believe that most people are inherently good. Despite my less-than-ideal upbringing, despite losing in love and being let down by others along the way.
I've had my share of hurt but I believe for every one person who disappoints us there are a dozen just waiting to make a difference in our lives. If we keep our thinking right we'll find them.
The other day I wrote a sweet little note to my ex after she thanked me for putting her pictures onto a flash drive. I told her that she was welcome and that she took beautiful pictures. I went on to tell her that her best subject was her self portraits. I ended by telling her that no matter what I may feel now that when I was certain that I had her heart I was the luckiest man in the world. Of course there was no response and this was about the third or fourth time that I have had a moment of weakness. Lost love is like a scab that never heals.
missed u cindy. dont let anything thing too busy, that u dont find tym 4 urself
I love that photo image! I feel the same way...is it wine o'clock yet?