once upon a time in 2005 i was being jealous and petty on a public blog (livejournal) and the girl i was shit-talking found it and read it (and i was like “you read my blog??”) and said some really mean true stuff to me. i apologized and she asked if i was still going to the tilly and the wall concert with her and i said no because i am still mad. we were good at being teenagers.

why is your ex-girlfriend liking your current whatever-she-is’s comments on your wall? do you only date girls who are SO FUCKING NICE? and like engaging in weird facebook tactics. urgh. i would never have survived. welcome to my petty facebook stalking sunday night!

a list:

- today/tonight was a full moon in virgo

- my natal moon is in virgo and i’m virgo rising

- “Watch closely the full moon in Virgo 18 degrees, on March 8, plus four days. A matter of enormous personal importance will come to fullness at that time.”

- six months ago, almost to date, september 7th, i chipped my heart/broke things off with this guy i had convinced myself i was falling in love with…whatever. feelings were felt on my end and i knew they were not reciprocated. i knew i was going to get hurt. so i cried on my bus, cried on the phone. he came over, we talked. i gave him a blow job it was so stupid. i cried more. he booty-call texted me three weeks later because he’s real awesome. i cried more. i listened to lots of sad songs. i WALLOWED. like a CHAMP. for months.