Yeah, I lied, this is my last entry.

I have a new livejournal whatchamacallit, in case you could ever be interested in what I go on about. It's at palopaloma. Less emotional crap, more ranting and raving. I'm still going to read all of your entries despite your choice, muahahaha.

Just as I convinced myself that I could be happy in hiding out in dark clubs, sipping wine and beer in the afternoons, tequila and whiskey in cars by clubs at night; Dancing to electronica that Mar got stuck in my head, looking at everyone else who looks like everyone else and somehow feeling comfort in that; wearing ridiculous outfits, of course ( Read more... )

Ever notice the air of four am has a distinct smell (oceanside anyway)?

Does anyone know what lovely blue planet or star is shining incredibly brightly near the west horizon right now?

Yo ho! The distant shore!
Yo ho! The distant shore!
Oceans never listen to us anyway,
Oceans never listen to us anyway.
And if I fall into the drink,
I will say your name, before I sink.

Piercing fire alarm; I pulled on some pants, grabbed my keys and went down the 10 flights of stairs. Outside, the lights of police and fire engines illumined the night. Red silhouettes danced upon our apartment building. For the first time in the year I've lived here, I was able to see all of my neighbors at once. Clutching bundled babies or lap ( Read more... )

I don't have, nor do I think I ever will have a "home ( Read more... )

Yesterday the only people on the beach were clusters of men in white contamination suits. I have a feeling we're going to have to get used to these kinds of sights...

Every song was written for every one of us, assholes.

(Seriously, I take it out on you because "fuck you" is my way of saying, "Gee shucks guys, I sure do love you!".
But seriously, fuck you.)

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So sick of this damned body and its limitations. I'm in worsening pain all along my back, for NO goddamn reason ( Read more... )