Agreed.

talk it out with someone else? or cry in privacy so this person (or people) don't know. you have to get all the emotional baggage out.

those days don't come along too often. (at least in my life.)

holding everything in isn't good. you need to have a good cry, just let everything out.

hah, 'get the ketchup'. i love that. xD

i know that feeling. luckily, my best friend wasn't pregnant. but, just thinking of all the possible changes in her life, in her boyfriend's life, in my life as her best friend, in their families' lives... just everyone around them. it was just a horrible thing to think about, how her life was almost ruined for another human being.

that is the bad type of rain.

i know the feeling well. just fake happiness for the ones you love.

let it all out. it's what writing's for.

& you probably won't ever be ready, sadly. no one ever is. -favs- too true, too true.

totally know what you're talking about: and I can't stand it (the rollecoaster thing, not your poem! love the poem).

rawrr. enough with bringing back the memories! kidding, kidding: i loved it. the best poems do that. i'm kinda starting to wonder: is there a parallel dimension & if so is one of us on it? because this sounds so familiar...

you'll hear from me again momentairly
(or not, depending on what order you read the reviews),
-anna.