i'm not dead. you could call every once in a while. so could i.

i want to run with the literary circle, be inspired, and write things that matter ( Read more... )

please. i need this bright eyes 7" because it is a wicked good song. it's on sub pop, and the song is "i will be grateful for this day, i will be grateful for each day to come." it is always a billionty-twelve dollars on ebay.

hah. bright eyes.

okay, i'm done.

so, it's new year's eve. i could buy a bottle of champagne to drink by myself, but i don't feel that bad about being alone tonight. maybe i'll make a brief appearance at some party or something. i also don't have enough money to buy anything but andre, and those days are long over ( Read more... )

i slept in the bathtub. and i wasn't even drunk.

let's delete ourselves.

i'm bored here. i want to go back to boston. i feel like things are happening. i have that feeling like when i was a kid and i'd go home and my mom would be home early from work, and i'd come inside, and she would have found out something really bad that i did and start yelling at me as soon as i got inside. i don't know why i have that feeling ( Read more... )

the loot ( Read more... )

no one even reads this. like, four years ago, livejournal and diaryland were actually fun and interesting, and people like, read them religiously. that is weird. and creepy ( Read more... )

i know that this is going to sound stupid, but studying eastern religions has really put things in perspective for me. sometimes i get anxious and feel like a panic attack or some other sort of angry or upset freakout is coming on, and i just close my eyes and take a breath and say, "Relax." that is my mantra. Relax. that's it ( Read more... )