I'm on my second crate of records! Woo!

i think i had the worst dream i've ever had last night. i feel sick.

This weekend was really, really awesome. Much needed. I don't like being home. I'm in love with everybody at the Frisby House. Thank you so much for everything ( Read more... )

Sam Weir weekend tour number two! But this time with Syracuse friends NO CONNECTION ( Read more... )

So, I'm eighteen now as of Saturday. Pretty weird. I never feel older on birthdays, but I guess I maybe might now, but only because I can do things that I wasn't able to before. Cigarettes! Porn! Jail! VOTING!!! Driving after nine! Tattoos! I'm only excited for the last three things listed ( Read more... )

my exboyfriend ( Read more... )

I have so much I want to say to a lot of people and I just can't. I'm too shy. I want to tell people how much they mean to me or how much they have hurt me or how much I want to know them or how much I want them to be in my life or how much I'm unsure of. I think I'm going to explode with everything kept up inside of me ( Read more... )

i've been feeling very anti-social as of late. i don't know. see you around, maybe.

4/12/08: How can you be surprised? Half way open eyes and I'm long gone. It's right there. But I'm right here. It's so clear. Out in the (open) air. Up and away; out and astray. Calm and gone. Common ground. So long. I'm impossible. I won't allow it. I'm impossible. I won't admit it. Everything here is done. Everything here hasn't even started ( Read more... )

Keep within bounds. Hold east to your goal. Follow nature. Think about the end. Things can, and will, change. The end crowns the work. Maybe?

Unclear.
Nuclear.