i just can't bring myself to write about feelings. whenver i'm hella "emotional" i'm too upset to clarify other than i'm fucking upset, or pissed, or seconds away from listening to morrisey. but then when i calm down, what ever was bothering me just doesn't fucking matter anymore. im not one of those people that feels any sort of catharsis from ( Read more... )

iwish someone could tell me what the next step should be. not to mean i want my life dictated for me, merely just some sort of framework that i might be able to grasp the context from.

we're approachig the singularity

i keeps trying to play by my own rules but bullshit keeps getting in the way.

but in reverse. trying to utilize the day and my time just doesn't seem to be working out to well. too many projects left unfinished. and maybe i'm putting a little too much into being able to say fuck it and crawl into bed with a such a fucking amzing person. i love Jenna ( Read more... )

im not sure if it sucks, but maybe it does suck when you have a gnawing idea in the back of your head but instead of working with it you spend a night with friends talking about various ideas. maybe cause there was jazz playing in the background is why i feel so off-put or what not.

these past few weeks have been fucking rad ( Read more... )

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. a whole lot of dumb shit keeps piling up, shit that i need money to pay for. so i have taken a job working the grave yard shift at a coffee shop. too bad my manager doesn't smoke "reefer" as she said ( Read more... )

it's true. 12 page research paper? oh yea, met that requirement in, oh, maybe 2 and a half night's worth of work. I fucking rule at life right now.

i can't write a signle fucking line right. fuck

all's well