-I'm studying for my Psychology of Adjustment midterm exam ( Read more... )

I am red. The blood surges through my body to fingertips and toes. It drains back to my heart as I exhale. My beat quickens as if to deny any logic my mind might bring to light. Red is encompassing. I battle with words and fists dripping in crimson. I am red ( Read more... )

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  I woke up at 2:27 am. Ben Folds was playing and I could not figure out where I was. The details of the night spun my head in circles.

I was so drunk that TOM had to drive??? TOM DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO DRIVE!!

I could swear I wasn't driving poorly, but I guess that’s ( Read more... )

Life is a game. I've been told its not about who is winning or losing, if those terms can even apply to this game. The game in general has a negative connotation, and an elusive denotation. What is this game? When is it being played, or better yet, is it ever not being played ( Read more... )

[re: the more you know ( Read more... )

I've been here before ( Read more... )

in an effort to stop time and freeze what we will never be able to recreate we reconvened in 523 where we knew the magic lived. flipping through channels and listening to animated stories and dance from Paul we drank, not so much for the altered consciousness (though a welcomed benefit), but because we knew it was allowing us to embrace company and ( Read more... )

Am I validated by my successes -or- do my successes validate me ( Read more... )

not happy with second best ( Read more... )