its a strange thing. when we hear about death. we are so removed from it. its really not that real. probably because we all don't feel. we are prevented to feel. or we all put up walls because we don't know who we are, or we are afraid of who we are ( Read more... )

Actually, I am just rambling here today ( Read more... )

an extremely depressing week. After the passing of a close friends paternal support (her father) I end the relationship with someone I care greatly for. However, the relationship was a doomed one. And I, at last, realize that I MUST be alone. My spirit is by far too independent. And I fear that I can no longer find a suitable mate. If I do, ( Read more... )

I don't mean to tear at you
I didn't mean to break your heart.
But if you only tried see,
what was there, inside of me
Instead of running far far away
To a place where I couldn't stay

Then I wouldn't have to despise you so
... oh myg. i g2g.

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Living on the run, a cold sore on my tongue. Blisters on my hand, Wanted as a demand ( Read more... )

Oh why don't we all just go out and promote stupidity. (I'm being sarcastic)

this summer was not a complete waste. i might have finally "breached the gap" and brought myself back full circle... or perhaps I have never been more lost than I have now. When i finally "get it" about what life is supposed to be. Am I not also expecting the stereotype my family wants me to be. Even though my thoughts on some things are a lot ( Read more... )