things are slightly getting better. as for my relationship. that's been going fantastically. :) john and i are both working for this as hard as we can. it's showing too. i am extremely pleased ( Read more... )

i'm waiting for you. waiting for you to say hello. how are you, love. i'm waiting for you. waiting for you to actually kiss me back. take me in your arms. i'm waiting for a smile to brighten your face because you've seen me. i'm waiting for you to see me in front of you. i'm waiting...

i have an empty void inside me. i can't place it or fill it with anything. the beautiful and wonderful people i try to surround myself with...can do nothing. nor do they know anything. the books i read...does nothing. meditation. music. writing. drawing....nothing. all the things that save my soul and keep me together. i can't figure it out ( Read more... )

It's not what i write.
It's that i write.
Whatever comes to mind.
My desires, secrets, truths, and fears.
It's that i confide in only a pen and a blank piece of paper.
That my soul shall be forever stuck upon these pages.
My spirit, living forever on...with every word i write.
And my mind opened along with the covers of my journals.
No thought too silly...
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i shouldn't be this frustrated over these stupid things
stupid comments
rude remarks
smart ass sounds
but i am.
i'm really frustrated.
grrr

the more and more i feel like me...the more and more i feel i don't know who you are ( Read more... )

i was at my safe place. just me. i was on my big four poster bed, wrapped up in white linen. i got up, i walked down the stairs in my bare feet. i slowly opened the heavy wooden door. i smelt the earth, the fresh air, the sweet smell of spring flowers. i heard birds, and the slow sway of the trees. i felt the grass under my toes ( Read more... )

weddings and all that shit. fuck it all

i come to you, oh live journal...because..for some reason...myspace just doesn't cut it when it comes to "blogs". whatever though..i just have a lot of thoughts roaming around in my mind...and i thought that this would be the easiest way. since i don't really feel like writing too awfully much. i do...but...takes so long. lol

i'm missing so much. so ( Read more... )

being sick + being high + taking nightquill (sp?) = delirious and funny