This is going to be such a lame post, but I don’t care….

I need to get this out.

I miss my dad. Holidays are a time when we should all be happy, but it is so hard when you miss someone who will never come home. It’s hard to be happy when you’ve spent what feels like a lifetime trying to shove potential lovers into a role they can’t fill. Trying to find someone to take care of you. Someone who will heal every hurt. Someone who will be there, all the time…every time.

So, please, excuse me while I’m emo for a while – and please, don’t mind me as I hide my feelings behind parties and nightly outings – it’s all a lie, to keep you from seeing my eyeliner run…

Forlorn, but not forgotten…

…Joanna.