Why don't I write anymore?

Wow. I really don't update this ( Read more... )

So, I haven't updated for a while.
Second year university, still working towards Psych degree, shitty job, white skin black hair red lips, too much psychobilly, too much hard liquor, might be in love, refusing to stop wearing dresses just because it's winter, love you all, see you later.

Alin and Daniela are 9 years old today. Time flies ( Read more... )

Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck.

I'm absoloutely terrified to forget the sound of his voice.

 
Soo- I somehow managed to hurt my foot a great deal last night. Tequila. So It's all bruised and I'm limping everywhere, including to and from Chels' party tonight if everyone stops acting like it's a mortal wound and releases me, I feel like an idiot. It doesn't matter. I've been having a great deal of fun with everyone and by myself for the ( Read more... )

four hundred million things have happened since I last updated.
foremost, I'm going to Ryerson University.

I found a poem Ailbish wrote when she was thirteen. It's kind of cute ( Read more... )

I just watched "Love Me If You Dare", it was amazing and I cried like an idiot.

I wan't to die in love. I don't care when, I just want to die while I'm in love.

"Nothing.

Nothing for 10 years.

For 3,650 days and 3,650 nights

I wandered through it like a Racine tragedy

Like I was Hermione. 'Where am I, what done, and my future hours? What transport ( Read more... )