all we seem to do is talk about sex

I think I made a lot of mistakes this weekend. Most of them are blurry to me now, almost as if they didn't happen. But I know they did. I guess I just have to pick myself up and move on. I mean, that's really the only way to do it.

The one thing in life that I'm most thankful for, though, is spontaneous moments with nice people. It's really the only thing that keeps me going, honestly. Without days like today, I really wouldn't know how else to cope.