ISANG
MALAKING
FUCK
YOU.

LJ is the place for musing, internal sem-conflict and word vomit. I haven't felt the need to do that until today ( Read more... )

I don't love myself and it scares me. I don't hate myself, either. Not really, or not entirely. I used to think that I was a very secure individual, but I don't know who or what I am, so what is there to secure?

I just want to stop for a moment, step out of the boundaries of my person, and reexamine myself.

Dear Trisha, this is your horoscope for Thursday, July 8th ( Read more... )

but why am I so unhappy?

I went one month without posting on LJ. That shouldn't be surprising, but I'm surprised myself. I guess that must mean I was more or less comfortable in my skin during the month of April. I run to the solace of my cobwebbed LJ when I don't want to rant without being judged. Haha ( Read more... )

To Get For My DS ( Read more... )

Monday
[x] Fil12: Final ARP - It turned out really gross, but whatever. What's passed is past.
[ ] Fil12: Biographical Essay I didn't get to this anymore. I'm short one major paper requirement, so that will definitely hurt my grade. If I have time today, I'll try to do this anyway. Late is better than never ( Read more... )

Monday ( Read more... )

Nothing of local or international relevance happened on that day, except that I was born, and I have yet to be locally or internationally relevant. Hayy ( Read more... )