WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!??!?!

So the theme lately. The storm. The storm in my mind. Everything has been brewing. It seems i only get short breaks from thinking. I call out to the night sky and breathe only have to have silence answer. I'm getting really agitated sitting in my house and it is ridiculous now. I don't know, im fighting a battle right now, and i am not winning. ( Read more... )

So it seems anytime i have longer than a 3 day weekend, my clock goes crazy and out of sync. Nick and myself decided to go for a run tonight, why? we dont know at all but it was about 2:30 and we ran 6 miles or something like that. That's pretty ridiculous, i feel like im sick, and i havent ran in like forever. So my feet were numb and felt like ( Read more... )

it's pouring outside...damn

Go placidly amid the noise and haste ( Read more... )

If I speak in the tongues[a] of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames ( Read more... )

Well there isnt much to say. I dont think i can confide in people, well in some at least. I realize what i finally need to do though. I think? Im tired of empty words, they arent enough anymore, they dont make things last. I just know i go through the same thing over and over again with the same hope and then the same big letdown. Some things ( Read more... )

The thrice show was really fucking awesome i had a great time. I chilled, i moshed and i sang so loud i couldnt speak much after. Great experience.

I think lately, my self confidence level on a scale of 1-10 has been -17. It bugs me, it just does and I know it shouldnt. I want to be better looking, I want that nice white smile with perfect teeth, I want perfect blue eyes, the perfect nose, the nice looking hair. Well hell at least i get complimented on my hair sometimes, but only because girls ( Read more... )

I dont know why, im writing and it's 3 am. My head is spinning, i hate thinking too much, it's seriously a curse. I don't know why im bored so easily of so many things, im like too curious about everything. Somebody once told me i do it because it's interesting to me because other things aren't interesting to me anymore. Maybe it is, i dont know. ( Read more... )