ChristinaCat85's Journal

it is possible that i am lost...yet I am found at the same time.

it makes no sense but that's just me.

someone asked me recently if i could choose one word to explain myself, what would it be.

I said "Chaos"

It's such a perfect explanation of everything that makes up who I am.

I'm so tired of my secrets.

I'm already tired of waiting.

Confusion, fear, obsession...chills.

His lips against my skin. The warmth of his sweet breath against my neck.

I just need to know...

Patience, my dear. Patience. 

That's always been a problem for me. 

I'm not sleeping well when I do sleep. I wake up randomly and these thoughts are racing throughout my mind.

I need a fix. 

These headaches are getting to me..the muscles in my back and neck are so tense.

I don't remember what it feels like to not have fibro.

That's probably a good thing.

You can't miss something you never had. 

Chaos.

I'm just waiting.

Listening.

Hoping.

Please, please, let this all fall into place.