As I am writing this, I am sitting in a wide, cool room at the top of a large, rocky mountain on the small, explosoive side of a Caribbean island known to most people as "Haiti ( Read more... )

Fuck:

• ulcer one
  
• ulcer two
  
• ulcer three
  
• ulcer four
  
• ulcers in general
  
• nausea, pain, and all the other side effects that go with this
  
• Effexor XR, if it is, in fact, the cause of this colony of pain currently residing in my stomach
  
• cold weather. Newsflash, North Carolina: IT'S APRIL.

But there's always American Gladiators to keep me cheery, and ( Read more... )

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I wrote an entire four paragraphs without really saying anything, without at all conveying the thoughts I was attempting to or bringing anything of consequence to the table. Restart, rewrite, rethink, redo ( Read more... )

I love my friends
I love tonight
I love this feeling
I love the sound of rain
I love champagne
I love my new shirt, and my new dressI love feeling loved ( Read more... )

I want to take the future by storm.

Who's coming with me?

( An incredibly strange, long-winded rant of paltry prose, tired thoughts, and jumbled jargon, written more for my emotional benefit than the aesthetics of your friends page. I must warn you, do not click this if you are not willing to read quite a bit, or in the mood to stomach my countless trivialities. Really, now. Take that to heart. )

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It's funny how when you're trying so desperately to be quiet, everything you do suddenly seems really, really loud ( Read more... )

What are your beliefs ( Read more... )