I had a shitty realization today. I guess I've been so busy trying to pretend the bad things in life aren't there that I forgot that eventually it all catches up with me.

My advice to everyone is: become detached from reality forever. Life is a lot easier that way.

Monday, January 31 was a nice day with great friends.


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"Put your ear up to the radio. You know more than you think you know. Go the other way. There's another way to feel undone."

I'm so upset right now that I can't even think of what to say. Whenever I get sad, I don't know what to do, so I do nothing. I'm too sad to speak, or think. I wish I hated life, because I would enjoy taking the easy way out. ( Read more... )

If you should ever leave me

Though life would still go on, believe me

The world could show nothing to me

So what good would living do me?

God only knows what I'd be without you

Myspace has made me realize how many attention craving human beings there are in the world. It also made me realize that Stephanie's little brother is wanted by half of our high school. I'm telling you, it's the fro he has. Girls dig afro's. Just look at the success of Napoleon Dynamite.

Insomnia is not fun. Unless HBO airs hooker documentaries. I ( Read more... )

Stephanie, Ed and I went to the T-Docks tonight. It was snowing, and despite the bitter cold, it was extremely beautiful outside. There is something about that place that fills my head with thoughts. Conversations seem to lift off more easily. As soon as I got there, the words seemed to flow out of my mouth.

I can't imagine life without Stephanie ( Read more... )

"I left all my friends at the morning bus stop shaking their heads. 'What kind of life do you dream of? You're allergic to love.'"

I erased my whole entry, because complaining is for people who don't take action when there is a conflict in their life.

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I think my school just assumes I'm dead by now, or forgot that I was even alive to begin with. I'm going on day number six on my absent streak. In 2005 alone, I missed six days of school out of nine. I think that's a record for me.

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I'm not viewed as a friend or someone to lean on by many people. I'm merely here to talk to. To keep someone company. I'm a space filler.

I'll admit that it hurts, but that's pretty obvious.

I'm so emotional when I can't sleep. I lay in bed for hours waiting to fall asleep, but instead my thoughts attack me. A teacher (ok, a math substitute) once ( Read more... )