I find myself sleepless most nights, my mind preoccupied with things that are far beyond my influence (or even my maturity level at this point). Despite the fact that I know these situations are damn near hopeless, I can't help but feel I should do something to move things forward -- I just don't know what that means.

I'm angry because time DOESN'T ( Read more... )

After the rain, she pokes a pointy nose out of her hiding-hole, gathers a notebook and pencil, and goes out to catalog the raindrops. Each one must be measured by length and width, named, labeled, and then diligently forgotten.

To love is to lust with utter passion forever and always, but to lust is to live with lies and deciet for the love that you call untrue.

Fools aren't born. They are watered and grown like weeds by institutions such as Christianity."

--Marilyn Manson

You Have a Melancholic Temperament
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Dancing is silent poetry.
- Simonides

I don't need anyone who doesn't offer to hold my hand when I need it.

Some things exist whether you believe in them or not.

You'd be shocked at how many adults are really dead inside -- walking through their days with no idea who they are, just waiting for a heart attack or cancer or a Mack truck to come and finish the job.

Eric: I'm so hungry I could suck the sweat off a rhino's ass!

Everyone else:

Well the troupe kind of blew up at eachother tonight. Maybe "blew up" isn't the right way to describe it, but there was a lot of conflict even though no one meant for it to be that way. Some people cried. Some people yelled. It's strange because I always viewed the troupe as being such a peaceful place. But thing that happened isn't bad, I think it ( Read more... )