and it's scaring the shit out of me.

i just hope it works and it gets better in the end. god knows how much i need it.

I hate it when people only celebrate life when its already gone. how praises are heaped on the dead while the living go unnoticed. i guess im just ranting because of those unrelenting posts about the latest death or misfortune. it would've been nice(r) had those entries contain actual annecdotes and stories that wouldve induced beautiful memories, ( Read more... )

  
watching you takes my mind off things. even for a bit.
dancing might help more.
i miss my dog. but you're so cute. 
enough said

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i should've been born in the 80's.

oh wait, i was.

a lot of things have happened the past few weeks and im not sure how to process it. i have so much updating to do. one at a time, im taking it all in, dissecting and analyzing everything as it enters my mind. I started writing here cause t'was therapeautic for me to put things in writing and to actually be able to go back and read it again and ( Read more... )

I tried skateboarding a few hours ago ( Read more... )

ive been down in the dumps for quite some time now. i have a client who asked me for sample photos of my work for a job for the holy week break and i came across so many photos of the two guys ive hurt the most and i teared up. my guilt is eating me alive and no amount of self flagellation is enough to make it go away. i try and hide it when im ( Read more... )

i've been trying to avoid memes for a long time but ive been tag by so many people on this one, so ill do it for the kicks. wtf? what kicks? just bored, is all. lol

1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
- no idea.

2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
- i cry a lot these days. hahaha. <
3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITNG?
- no, not really. im envious of the ( Read more... )

This account is almost two years old but I still can't summon up the courage to write anything. My writing makes me laugh. even when i don't intend it to be funny.

You see I always had this thing with my writing.

Back in the days, before blogs were the norm, i kept a  litlle notebook, a journal, where i spilt out all my shit and sunshine. This was ( Read more... )