my stomach aches with the memory of black cherry vodka. my hair is uncurled and my outfit is hanging in the corner for another use tonight. last night's party was not like any other i have been to. a very intersting mixture of portland's finest scenesters, girls who use halloween as an excuse to wrap themselves in one piece of fabric and call it ( Read more... )

it seems that lately i have had a hard time becoming productive. i have tossed around new career ideas in order to get out of this blasted anatomy and phisology class. i have become way too stubborn to pass either of my midterms today. what i want is to play all weekend but instead i will be pulling myself out of this hole i have dug pretty deep ( Read more... )

i really hate to admit it, but i feel about the same way as i did last fall tonight. i just get the feeling latly that i am on my way to falling apart again. atleast this time i wont be in a tiny square apartment pacing from one end to the other ( Read more... )

things are really not quite as bad as they seemed days ago. i am being "proactive" and trying really hard to be a preventative proactive princess....its true.

i want to curl up and sleep for the rest of this week. today has been by far the worst day in a very long time. and i just can't stop thinking sad thoughts.

i am content tonight in the fact that although life has been turning wildly around me lately everything is starting to fall into its place. this school year is beginning complete and i think it will only become better as it goes on. it always amazes me to sit back and watch what i have created stir around itself. tonight 7 of us stuffed into a ( Read more... )

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what would i do without katith to make the time between classes pass?

ith power.

and now i am gone.

poofity poof.

i think i feel mostly good. but at this very moment my stomach feels achy like something is building up inside of it. something like fury, something like sadness, something like nothing i can name. i have been fighting with my father in my dreams and waking up in a ball in the dark of my new room. i have always revelled in the security of my family ( Read more... )