I find myself having the urge to create something beautiful and tragic all rolled into one. A piece of art, a visual piece that is viewed on a screen, a story flourished with every embarrassing moment that life has to offer. Yet, other times I find myself looking at my waist, feeling remorseful for allowing myself to slack on doing sit ups and ( Read more... )

I never write in this anymore, so I think I may breed new life to it.

Let's see if I can keep it going.

I forgot this thing even existed. Go fucking figure. How much has changed since last time I spoke to you livejournal.

To Do List ( Read more... )

I miss some folks. They reside in Michigan. Partying with Indiana folks is okay, but Michigan folks are much better company.

Its been insanely hot for the past few days. I really should invest in a kiddie pool for days like today. I got my hurr done, went shopping, realized I keep buying clothes/accessories that have polka dots, bought a pair of adorable shoes that really don't match anything I own. I feel so girly ( Read more... )

When I look around at the world I feel that all I see are fake tans, gas guzzling cars, reality show stardom, and pretentious snobs. My soul feels robbed of some real genuine beauty in the world. Of some truth and justice that I know is hidden somewhere beneath the rubble we have created. Its all about quantity opposed to quality now and days. ( Read more... )

I'm bored, drained, overwhelmed, constantly tired, susceptible to an ulcer, and miss a few people here and there ( Read more... )

Lately I've been seriously considering minoring in Photography. Number one reason is because I miss the fuck out of being in a dark room. And also because I'm not half bad at it when I attempt to play "photographer", plus it'd compliment the film major nicely ( Read more... )

I can hear the rain slowly hitting the ground. Is this summer or is it spring? Isn't spring just the blur in between winter and summer anyway ( Read more... )