today is the anniversery of the day i was born. 17 years ago today i exited my mother's womb and entered the world we all know. happy birthday to me.

off to rochester. 7 hour train ride starting at 3:30. snow and mah boy. what better birthday could i ask for?

Scorpio is the symbol of sex and Scorpios are passionate lovers, the most sensually energetic of all the signs. For them, union with the beloved is a sacrament, an "outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual grace.". Their overriding urge in loving is to use their power to penetrate beyond themselves and to lose themselves sexually in ( Read more... )

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things are.
things.
what a rush, this is. life, love, time.
what a trip. a good trip. mostly. no worms crawling in and out my eyes and pieces of flesh ripped from my arms and legs in a futile attempt to remove the maggots. not a trip like that.
more like a whirl-wind. a crazy flood of feeling.
crazy.

i am feeling utterly frustrated and confused with every single bloody aspect of my life. every single one. i am feeling like pulling out my hair and lighting my room on fire. i feel like nothing is static except me. i am resisting the flow of some things and pushing change in others. i cant stand this. i am so not depressed and i am tired of every ( Read more... )

whole day to kill wherever and do whatever you want with your romantic interest. where do you go and what do you do?
help

hello. i am in school. i am bored like woah. i am in love. i am in hate. i am in lust. i am in hell.

yea, my day was quite boring and i feel like i am nowhere...i am just completely uninvolved with my life right now. my mind is elsewhere, and thats just fine with me. hahah. but i finally understand this fucking math, which is grand. and i would like suggestions on how to get my parents to allow me to make an encore visit to rochester in a few ( Read more... )