i just got on livejournal for the first time in almost a year. i found an unread post reply waiting for me that was left sometime last fall. i feel like i'm in a time warp.
who the fuck is/was xsprinterxcorex?

i though things would get better when everyone came home. not so much. i'm so happy to see a few of my really good friends, but i've grown apart from the rest (or rather they've grown apart from me) and it's depressing as hell. but i'm tired of bitching and i've got no reason to care. i'll only miss a couple kids from high school and my best friend ( Read more... )

in the past two days i have ( Read more... )

fuck everyone in college. really, thanks for leaving me here to suffer cold and alone. and bored. very bored ( Read more... )

"everything has taken a turn for the mediocre ( Read more... )

drunk teenagers taking care of a very drunk, overdosed-on-pills kid: heart-warming in a weird sort of way. he thinks i saved his life. i hope i did. he thinks he would have died without us. thank god he didn't.

o tragedy, tragedy.
sorrow, sorrow.
horror, horror.
i want to fill this page with my despair.

school has recommenced. a fact i was loathing two days ago, but am now resigned to. it saves me from sleeping 12 hours every day and wasting my life away doing absolutely nothing of importance ( Read more... )

writing from a wintry hell.
tired of holiday vs. christmas controversies.
bored with wit and cleverness.
i hate poetry.
my grandma won't buy me anything smaller than a fucking extra large.
god i've let myself go.
god i sound like i'm forty just there.
someone shoot me before i sink into a pit of self loathing and despair.

if you have an LB Books copy of Catcher in the Rye (paperback, white, rainbow in the left upper corner)....check the last page. the very last page. it should be blank....EXCEPT WAIT! IS IT? check the bottom of the back of the last page. is there, very very faintly, printed the words "sometimes, What I think is, you're supposed to know." ? it's ( Read more... )