For the three or four of you who still have active Livejournals:

I have moved to thecauseofgauze.

I'm not quite sure what to say here. I know it'll find a way to come out all wrong and I'm going to hate myself for it, but here goes nothing.

I remember the first day I met you, Sophia. It was in seventh grade when we were twelve years old. We were put into the same room for the honors society trip to Catalina because we had some mutual friends, ( Read more... )

It's 2:30 AM.
The fire is coming towards our house.
We're evacuating right now.
We may lose everything we own.
Our lives are potentially in danger.

So naturally I'm updating my livejournal about it.

( I wash my face with the tears of orphans )

This livejournal is slowly dying,
like Terri Schiavo,
or The Pope.

I just don't have anything to say any more.
It's bloody depressing.