I can't believe that I am in Arkansas and didn't see any of the old people. Today, of all days. And I'm posting this entry on the day after. And I can't believe that I just worked a twenty hour shift. Nor can I believe that it has been four mother fucking years.
12/28/88 - 11/23/03

Within ten minutes I start feeling static all around me. Later on I feel nothing where I used to feel the couch. When I close my eyes, I become disassociated with reality. I no longer exist in a physical form. As I focus more intensely I become nothingness, but something. It’s hard to explain; I am dark matter in space. Everything in reality doesn’ ( Read more... )

Which way to enlightenment ( Read more... )

On Saturday I had an epiphany, of sorts. I have found meaning and purpose.

By the time I graduate, I probably will have spent a maximum of 20 hours doing actual work during this period of survival, otherwise known as highschool ( Read more... )

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I'm not giving up. I'm finished.

I have been sitting here for I don't know how long, trying to think of something to say. (The whole sitting here for an insanely long time might have something to do with wanting to avoid the lame family Thanksgiving shit that is happening downstairs, but that's beside the point.) There is nothing to say, and yet I could not bring myself to say ( Read more... )

sXe 4 lief! you don't need drugs, alcohol, sex, or any emotions other than sadness to be cool.

True human love is when you have a cigarette in your mouth and are searching frantically for a lighter and someone you don't know shows up out of nowhere with a lighter and lights it for you.