I needed to write this to get this off my chest. I'm tired of being angry. I'm tried of being up tight and a bitch. I'm tired of not being able to laugh about recent events in my life ( Read more... )

It's been a hot minute since I have sat down and written in this here journal. But I guess it was high time to do so seeing as so much of my life has zipped right pass me and I have yet to figure out where it went. Not to mention I can't find my Naturalization Papers so why not be distracted and post an entry ( Read more... )

I can't express my thoughts. I have been writing a lot and that is the only way I know how to express the things I am feeling. So here is another poem and hopefully I will get my head in order soon. One can only hope ( Read more... )

Stop drop poetry time. I really have nothing to say. Seeing as my life is hectic as usual and things are a little crazy in my life. I'm trying to get my life in order so I can understand better who I am ( Read more... )

I fucking hate that my life is constantly all over the place. Like wildly all over the place and I have no idea where it is going. I can hardly keep two feet on the ground much less keep my head on my shoulder. I wish that I knew what was going on in my own head ( Read more... )

I had to stop, drop, and write right about now because I knew that if I didn't do it now I would forget...and this my friends is important ( Read more... )

Things I have notices ( Read more... )

Basically the scandals from the other night were a little out of hand. Honestly if I don't slow the fuck down I am going to have a heart attack and die. And that my friends wouldn't be a good idea ( Read more... )

I think that I wanted to write this journal 3 days ago, but I knew that deep down it was going to be written out of anger....and that is by far not what I want to convey here ( Read more... )

Sometimes you forget about how important certain people are in your life until they are gone. And then everything you know comes crashing down on you life a ton of bricks. Not know where to turn or who to talk to because the one person you want to talk to the most is gone. For a minute you try to think about how you're going to move on from death ( Read more... )