Ok, so, its starts with me in my Aunt's old house, and I'm just kind of hanging around at some slumber party. consisting of 4 people. Myself, two girls who are just avatars of other people, and Amanda. Right away, you can tell what kind of mood I'm in. Anyhoot, So we're all just kind of hanging out, and somehow, I took off my boots and my socks. ( Read more... )

One thing I hate, more than most, is being lied to by someone I care about. Not because they are lying, but because I find out, and its when I find out that I hate that person the most. Why? Because it makes me look like an asshole, as though you can do or say whatever you want and not worry, because that dumb ass Greg will never find out, or at ( Read more... )

This...has been, and shall continue to be...one of those weeks ( Read more... )

I was in a church walking with my mom, and the church had three rooms, each of which had a funeral going on. We were in the last room all the way to the left, for my Nana's funeral. We walk in, and I dip my hand in the holy water, cross myself, make my way to the pew kneel, cross myself again and take my seat next to my mom and other family members ( Read more... )

I know that I have to say good bye to you...I know I have to tell you that I'm walking away, I just don't know how...And part of me just wont let me say it. But I have to...talking to you kills me, hearing your voice makes me sad. You hurt me, and I don't want to be hurt anymore. I know its my own fault for letting you in, and even more so for not ( Read more... )

So I've been sitting here for a while now, drunk, and thinking about things that ought not be thought about. Mostly about the past few years and what have you. Just remembering little things here and there, places I've gone, people I spent time with, things that I've said, things said to me. Recapturing every moment and reliving it over and over in ( Read more... )

So I was just sitting here, while waiting for my laundry, and I started to think about what it would be like to die. Not in any suicidal Emo "omg my lief is teh sux n soo e side is kewl" kind of way or anything...Its just something I do every once and again. I sit back and think about death, and what the afterlife is like. Or if there is an ( Read more... )

I see a thousand points of light...Like so many points of hatred shame and horror ( Read more... )

So, I have this urge to just write and write, but I have nothing to say. I do have that story that I should be working on, but I just can't focus enough to start creating a whole world. My mind is racing too much as it is to be concerned with creating backgrounds and life stories for characters...So that'll have to wait.

I've also been thinking ( Read more... )

Ok, so, I've decided to write a short story for a magazine, mostly based on this past weekend. but all I have so far is...

"Dear Penthouse..."

So the weekend started on Thursday, because, that's how we roll. I woke up all nervous and shit, and made my way into the city to pick up Dev from the Port Authority. I'm sitting there, waiting, and ( Read more... )