The telephone was cradled in my hand, pressed into my ear, and I didn't even think about the fact that I didn't dial the number and it wasn't ringing. I just had the dial tone blaring into my ear, as if it's always been for me but nobody else, and I didn't even notice. I was too busy paying attention to the fact that my mother was about to pick ( Read more... )

This season is turning out to be the way I expected it to be. I'm hungry and prancin' on the outskirts of sanity. Not to mention I'm growing even more socially anxious and unfriendly by the second ( Read more... )

-I got bored and ate a whole lemon [I don't normally eat out of hunger, I eat out of boredom.  When I'm truly hungry I complain].
-Started eating Old Man and the Sea, but didn't get too far into it because I was still absorbing what I finished reading yesterday, which was The Bell Jar.
-My mother persuaded me into going to the mall, while on the ( Read more... )

So, how many of you actually read my journal?

[does ghetto-fabulous gesture where one proudly forms their fingers into the shape of an E]

There's another side of the internet where people don't whine about fellow LJ users and how they're stupid.

The contradicting bastards!

There just has to be...
I'm going to find it and destroy it.
HAHAHAHA.

[clicks ruby slippers together]

Fuck all you conformists to non-comformity. Fuck you for somehow pulling it off better than I could ever and with little to no effort at all.

Just.
Fuck off.

I think I must be the most unwilling willing person in the universe.

Today, my father and I took a trip to the joint Barnes + Nobles and Starbucks to get coffee, but we ended up browsing the books instead. I know nobody wants to hear this, but there was this really really good looking police officer there too. And he was trying to 'flirt' with ( Read more... )

I'm an artist in the sense that I think like one. I just have mild difficulty transferring my thoughts to other forms of matter.

I can't fall asleep anymore without feeling like I'm being pushed into reality at its most extreme rather than the opposite.

It feels like these demon surgeons are driving into my skull with tools. It hurts.

Recently I wake up and feel extremely weak up to the point where I can't focus on anything for a long time ( Read more... )

Love should be simple, dirty, extraordinary ( Read more... )