everything ends badly, otherwise it wouldn't.I never have the drive to share anything inside me ( Read more... )

i graduate college tomorrow. fancy that.
rant on this to come.

everyone's in it for themselves.
long forgotten are personal checks of one's good nature and chivalry.

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judging by the behavior on this campus as well as in this city, my take on
the apparent mentality is as follows;if you have a chance to fill the tragic emptiness you feel on a daily basis with the personal and physical attention of the ( Read more... )

'quinn's a shitty friend, he never hangs out.'
'quinn doesn't care about me anymore. i haven't seen him in insert over exaggerated amount of time here'do you even want to hang out, quinn ( Read more... )

recycling thoughts and emotions for the past week.
who keeps pushing rewind?

here's to you, two thousand seven.
you were a year of infantile hopes, frustration, learning, broken hearts, and broken bones.

I hated you alot.
but alas, you were a learning experience.
and now I know, and I will take that knowledge and make 2008 a year of personal victories.

thank you.
you've done more than you know.

more and more i find that i am beginning to drown in recycled plot points that life in boston and the general new england area have to offer.

in five months i'll have to make decision which will impact the rest of my life.
something really needs to come along and impress / surprise me.

sometimes i feel completely lost at sea.
but now i know i'm only at the starting line.
i miss the past everyday.
fuck.

pete's entry really hit me.
'waste of potential.'

i just realized how perfectly that's starting to define me.
what the fuck am i doing? with anything?
the icicles in my stomach are starting to grow, as i'm coming to the realization of how lost i really am.

i had the courage of a lion when my little candle was burning bright as day ( Read more... )