I feel so empty...

unsatisfaction, ughhh... extraneous distractions, turmoil... lack of security and coherency. I need sleep. Whatever happened to youthful vigour

( love? )

Something magical happened to me past midnight - I finally began painting with relative spontaneity!! I felt so mirthful at the sight of my uninhibited strokes, I continued till 5am. I can't recall the last time I've felt this successful; this day will be remembered.

I will hold on to my release.

You are an empty vessel, with nothing to offer. And I a struggling admirer,

because I am confined.

Hmmm I have an ISU essay due later today, and it's now midnight but I have only completed one paragraph. I can't seem to bring myself to work. I'm so fucked up. Anyways, the following are random scrawlings from my sketchbook. I'm typing them up because I never seem to record my thoughts anymore, and I find that rather regrettable as I'd love to ( Read more... )

Dear Diary:

Julie hugged me again today, and she never hugs anyone. This is a rare spectacle; I think it may be love.

xoxo
Audrey

true: bold
false: normal

001. I miss somebody right now.
002. I watch more tv than I used to.
003. I love olives.(only the green ones)
004. I love sleeping.
005. I own a home.
006. I wear glasses or contact lenses.
007. I love to play video games.
008. I've done something illegal. 009. I've watched porn movies ( Read more... )

A lot has happened lately, I shall elaborate in my next entry. Here are three memes I did today; the first one contains answers that are rather comprehensive ( Read more... )

What is it that I'm hanging on to ( Read more... )

Recent history test mark probably = failing, nasty scarring tissues increasing, 0 motivation to work & lost 10 pounds since mid-March ( Read more... )