Lorissa Johnson
Pretty Odd Photography
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Monday, January 21, 2013
Sifting thru the broken glass the echoes of my ancient past..
"Don't pitty the dead. Pitty the living. Especially those who've lived without love"
I have a different blog if you care to follow it.
www.issysprettyoddlife.blogspot.com.
I think that's right.
I'm writing a book. Thoughts swimming around in my head since junior year. Must put pen to paper. Laters.
I have a different blog if you care to follow it.
www.issysprettyoddlife.blogspot.com.
I think that's right.
I'm writing a book. Thoughts swimming around in my head since junior year. Must put pen to paper. Laters.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
You're hot, then you're cold.
I'm sitting here, I'm my cold car burning with anger.
" the best revenge is to prove your life is great and don't let them see its bothering you ".
BULL. Rolling my eyes and leaving the room when she is near are hints enough yes. I cannot express enough that you just don't do that to someone. Never ruin or mess up Someone's relationship let alone their job. For something you do yourself. Fucking hypocrite!!!
I can't believe how girls are in this town.
(Yes girls cuz what they are doing is high school bullshit) maybe they need a taste of some small town karma. It may not be eye for an eye anymore. But she will feel how I felt. If it comes from me or not. And that's not a threat. 👊
" the best revenge is to prove your life is great and don't let them see its bothering you ".
BULL. Rolling my eyes and leaving the room when she is near are hints enough yes. I cannot express enough that you just don't do that to someone. Never ruin or mess up Someone's relationship let alone their job. For something you do yourself. Fucking hypocrite!!!
I can't believe how girls are in this town.
(Yes girls cuz what they are doing is high school bullshit) maybe they need a taste of some small town karma. It may not be eye for an eye anymore. But she will feel how I felt. If it comes from me or not. And that's not a threat. 👊
Monday, January 14, 2013
Squashed.
Friends are either backstabbers, fake , or indifferent. I've found they are never there, they don't even deserve to call themselves a friend. Should realize that they never truly were. Only coworkers to me. I do not believe i even acknowledged them as such.
The true friend is someone who lets you be yourself and interferes only when they are concerned about you. They never step on you for their own personal gain. I'm lucky to have a few I don't need anymore than that. Otherwise life gets too complicated and they begin to mix. And you never realize who is who.
The true friend is someone who lets you be yourself and interferes only when they are concerned about you. They never step on you for their own personal gain. I'm lucky to have a few I don't need anymore than that. Otherwise life gets too complicated and they begin to mix. And you never realize who is who.
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
New year new problem.
I have closed myself off. I haven't found a way to express myself. I need a new way. All the old ways are lost and bring up old wounds.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Satellite Heart
now i'm going crazy unhinged closer and closer to the deep end.
and there's not a single hope.
You're gone. Lost.
the absence of you is everywhere I look.
But that's not the only thing.
My heart sank to the bottom of the Atlantic.
Cold, fragile.
Maybe one day it'll surface, maybe one day it'll float. But for the present my heart is sunk in the past.
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