I really love when things work out. I'm really content with everything right now, but I still feel a little something missing. Not enough to make me sad, just like, "hey, I need something else up in here
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I start to relapse into that frame of mind where I'm nostalgic and fragile and contemplative and emo, and then I'm reminded of how much annoyance, anger and stability I actually still possess.
"Hate, is what I feel for you. And I want you to know that I want you dead. You're late, for the execution. If you're not here soon we'll kill your friend instead."
What was your last journal entry about: Getting back from camping and how it was the man. I peed on many a thing. The usual reference about Kate
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