I miss me.

I've been so caught up in all the changes over the past year and a half of my life, that I've had no time to react. I've essentually changed every aspect of my life. New boyfriend, no best friend, no high school, failing college, moving out, living with strangers, pet owner, smoker, and etc.

I just don't know where the old me is under all of this new. I feel like I've been used in my own attempt to better myself.

I know I've never been as poetic as Isabel, nore have I ever been as funny, quick, or smart as I've desired. I am just Eryn. Simple and complex all at the same time. I have no where to record how I feel, so I figured the old way, was indeed, the best way. The Only way.

These last five years have been filled with lots of change. Love grows to hate, sadness changes to joy, and fear becomes strength. Change is the constant. How fucked is that?