I want to play with a light bright.

Syrupy alcohol makes me feel warm inside but it also makes me sick.

I am so unsettled.

Moral of the story: I always win. Always.

I think I have come to depend upon the wrong people, and it confuses me so.

Whoever said there is beauty in the breakdown was a liar.

Although apparently I am poetic, but only in my death.

I am in an odd mood and I have the urge to tell everyone exactly what I think of them ( Read more... )

I finally called and made an appointment with the student health center today for Thursday afternoon so I can face my deamons and finally get some sleep.

I don't know what will happen but I do know it scares the shit out of me.

Livejournal has undergone a transformation for pirate day.

heck yes.

classes start tomorrow. we'll see how this goes.

In heaven everything is fine, you've got your way and I've got mine.

I have more stuff than I know what to do with

I think if have everything for my dorm....except laundry stuff...crap i knew i was forgetting something, oh well.

this afternoon is for packing and cleaning

tonight i get to see my boy, i am excited. I missed him.

gah i love high school musical