I've gone on an icon frenzy. I've made quite a few icons that I'll likely circulate into use before too long, the first of which is the Soul, Mind, Art icon that is flashing in the upper right as I type, I found the picture I used for it on a rather amusing webset full of great artwork. Aside from that, I'm bored. I've come to the realization that ( Read more... )

I wish I could find something to prevent nights like this, where I can't help but wish I had someone to hold and just know... that they're mine and I'm theirs. I was born to love, but no one wants the one thing I know myself to be capable of. It's a mad world. Full of people who praise my strength, my virtue, and yet turn their backs ( Read more... )

*SIGH ( Read more... )

I'm tired, oh so tired. I took a two hour nap and have since mindlessly wasted my time in front of the computer and or television. Just... have to... make it one more day... then... SS office + fixed car + car tags + DMV = /fasd;lkfhasdkflj; FREAKING w00000000ttttt!!! Four years after being able to drive, I finaly have a car and all the requirments ( Read more... )

Think again my friend, go on and use me and abuse me, I'll come out stronger in the end.
So I drank for the first time in anything less than what's, for me, a large ammount of moderation. I didn't really plan on it, but I had one or two, but people and conversations were still hidiously boring, so I just kept filling my cup. It ended up getting ( Read more... )

In my bordome I have prepared images of my new hair cut.

( The Fauxhawk )

And as your body sags and the stench rises in vain, the people on my street are collecting in dismay, before their eyes your head, your head lifts toward the sky and that's the last thing they'll remember of you. Cause I drink your blood, feel it dripping down my throat and head for my heart. You've become, a ghost, you're floating somewhere in ( Read more... )

Collect a couple forks hold them three feet apart and wait for lighting to strike, to burn me up.
Cause I don't think that I have got the stomach to stomach calling you today.
Hello reality, my name is Eric, it's been awhile hasn't it? Anyway, I'm back from my dramatic love vacation, it's behind me now. No Sex Please, We're British moves into tech ( Read more... )

Your eyelids close when you're around me, to shut me out.
Too many things running through my head. All the things I've done, how hard I've tried, and yet, how alone I remain. I do my best, always, to extend every inch of courtesy and compassion. I do my best. Please, someone, do something other than take my best and walk away. I don't know how many ( Read more... )

All around me are familiar faces ( Read more... )