eric: mr. feeny had a bunch of junk and his house and sold it for some money, and i got to thinking to myself. i said, "kyle--"
alan: kyle?? who's kyle?
eric: that's what i call myself. i said, "kyle, YOU should sell old junk!"

how come it still hurts?

i was listening to music for three hours last night, and, at almost every song, i practically starting crying. i was reflecting on the summer, and just...thinking about past mistakes and experiences. i found it unnerving that music can have such control over my emotions.

ever since ( Read more... )

my last entry got deleted, but luckily, i save things.
this whole summer has been a joke. i just wish i was important enough ( Read more... )

as i was ( Read more... )

i need to stop wanting things that will never happen.

i hate to think that i could still have feelings ( Read more... )