If you read this,
even if I don't speak to you often,
you must post a memory of me.
It can be anything you want,
it can be good or bad,
just so long as it happend.
Then post this to your journal to see what people remember about you.

"I'm kind of pretty, and pretty damn smart. I like romantic things like music and art. And as you know, I have a gigantic heart, so WHY don't I have a boyfriend? FUCK! it sucks to be me..."

seriously though...

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i am SO thrown off right now.

it's not what it seems but it is...

sometimes i catch myself and wonder.. is it worth it? am i stressed out just cause i am stressed out, or is it because i am worrying myself so much about something that i am becoming unnecessarily depressed..

seriously though, the whole "look at the brightside" thing is really wearing me down. hah

blahhh life is so complicated.

art is my new passion. to be able to create something so beautiful with any and everything truly captivates me ( Read more... )

and tell it like you still believe
that the end of the century
brings change for you and me

the sky is breathtaking this evening...

i find myself exposed

They who assert that all is well have said a foolish thing,
they should have said all is for the best.

no words...

so, i am going to go pour my soul out onto a piece of parchment

I am not quite sure what i want to say. maybe i should go write a letter to myself and burn it, and then mix the ashes with paint and draw out my emotions. (i love you). I can't imagine a more beatiful way to express yourself. hmmm, I think I have found a new hobby ( Read more... )

amazing ( Read more... )

"so, my little bryant, you don't have bones of glass. you can take life's knocks. if you let this chance pass, eventually, your heart will become as dry and brittle as my skeleton. so, go get him damnit."

(draws blank)