Look at this, I forgot about you livejournal. I'm writing a screenplay, it's funny but some of it really is not. I'm going to have to work on it. It's hard to concentrate.

I can't read, I skip lines and it all stops making sense. It's actually a pretty big problem.

I'm never going to be a writer, because I never write. It's hard to write. I've spent most of my recent days in front of illuminated screens. I've seen more movies in 3 days then I saw a month last year. Everyone on TV is getting skinnier; characters in movies are becoming more and more real. It isn't fair to suggest all characters are fiction, ( Read more... )

I need some realization soon, some deep, real realization. Honestly, nothing may ever make sense, but it could start to make more. Things could start to matter or things could start to matter less. It doesn't matter, it matters.

i'm really good at getting guy friends who laugh at all my jokes though niether of us find eachother attractive. i'm really good at it, i could make new guy friends all day. boy who has yet to exist in my life, love, love me do. tell them weed's the way to my heart.

i swear to god the next guy who i really like and likes me, hoepfully love, i am fucking marrying him. seriously, i want to get married when i am 18, 2 kids by 30. i want to get married so bad, now i just need to find a husband. man, i'm fucking charlotte.

I LOVE THIS DUDE, HEY DUDEJDSFHJKSDHGJKDHGKJDHFGKJHDSG

so hey i heard you dream of palm trees and streets of gold, i heard you wished to make buildings out of asteroids, cities out of seas. we sat through hurricane's and stories of kitchen talks. you wash yourself with stars and heads burst under blankets. everything will lead you to this place you'll never find. the credits roll backwards more times ( Read more... )

I know you've had amazing dreams, we can't go chasing down each golden street. each and every rainbow, each passion, each unattainable goal. we're not in dreamland anymore. it seems you'll never understand this here land is everything we have. every sweat-stained collar, every dollar, every bent and bloodied spur. we're not the kids that we once ( Read more... )

My job is easy, though immensely boring. At least I can see a lot of movies. We saw "King of Kong: A Fist Full of Quarters" today, it was funny, kind of sad, this one guy was a real big douche. Anyway let's go to parties I work Saturday but i start at 12:45 so I'll get out before night time-night time.