Straight lines and the power cord to a verse of something new ( Read more... )

You know. I hate the feeling when you are empty. It's like a very full feeling. But you'll wake up in the morning and it's the same empty sickly feeling. Then again. I'm just a new one to experience such things ( Read more... )

So I am writing in my home journal again. I hate the computer and I don't trust its ways. So I don't computer it up anymore. I guess I kind of miss some coversations. I just have a lonesome hateful piece of crapola. Aye. So today wasn't eventful. Nuh uh. Not at all ( Read more... )

So I've been alright. I start my private school real soon. Like...8 hours soon. So this will be short and sweet ( Read more... )

I like how my internet works when it wants to work. It makes me sad. I should probably get that checked out. And I need a new computer. Oh I hate technology...I think. Maybe not ( Read more... )

Today was a painful day. I don't know. The days just get slower when fall arrives. Sometimes thats alright. I just hate looking out the window and seeing falling leaves. Like I'm missing it all. Or the beautiful sunsets when I'm trapped in a building handing out pizza. I can see through the glass windows and smile. The sun sets so beautifully this ( Read more... )

So I say to you.

"I hate the world-wide-web"

you say to me

"tough shit"
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Nothing really happened. At All

I wrote haikus for Creative Writing. No one cares.

I need friends.

I'm sorry I'm pathetic.

oh man.

the intro to nothing ( Read more... )

Ah, I love the internet! GOD...I love you most, anonymous ( Read more... )

I've already updated. Not more than 5 hours ago. But I think I'm in a very melancholy state of mind to do so. I feel sick to my stomach. Not the kind that you have eaten something...and feel...gross. The emotional kind. I realized how much I hate myself. Oh yes. Again I complain. But is that all I am? Damn, I hate the things people say. It's like. ( Read more... )