So it turns out it is true. You are nothing more than a chemical reaction. Everything I feel about you or felt about you (and yes, that includes you) is and was just controlled by chemicals in my brain, so I don't really feel as close to you (you aren't the only one) as I used to. I love my chemicals but I also hate them. No one ever talks about ( Read more... )

I finally saw Garden State last night. I really liked it. But if there is one thing that is false or untrue about movies, it is this: when you are in an emotionally charged conversation and you think you have just made a strong point, or you expressed yourself about as thouroughly as you can (as hard as it may be), you never get the response you ( Read more... )

It's funny when you hear a song like Gilette Calvacade of Sports and you think the lyrics are realy silly until something happens the everything suddenly happens and it applies to you. I think a lot of songs are like that. School hasn't gotten any better. I am doing very bad in all my classes, but at least there's that skinny half asian girl that ( Read more... )

It's not up to you - well, it never really was...

I can decide what I give
but it's not up to me
what I get given

I wouldn't hesitate to cuddle with Bjork.

I saw Deftones last night. Lovely. I A S F L.
I hate everyone/everything right now for one reason or another. :)

I think it is hilarious how when I say something (or don't say something, for that matter) it gets me in trouble. That's why from now on, if I think something, or feel something, I will let everyone fucking person I know hear about it. I figure that it is like marking "C" on tests. You won't get them all right, but you are guarenteed some. This way ( Read more... )

Since sophomore year. One minute and I am being loud and obnoxious and yelling about dick and Cliff and then next and I am feeling real sad. I don't get myself. This is a good place to complain. Anyone that thinks people are trying to evoke pity by posting on here is, in my opinion, wrong. Most people don't want to hear you complain in real life, ( Read more... )

Well this is a brave thing for me to be doing. You will never know why. I'm not really interested in whether or not anyone ever comments on this, or ever reads it again for that matter. I actually want to do it just for myself. I need some(where)(one) to talk (with)(to). I feel as if I am in this very uncomfortable position that I have been in ( Read more... )

I feel pretty stressed out lately ( Read more... )

I think it's fair to say that I have no reason to update because I never do lately and if I do, it means nothing anyway. But this time, I actually want to kind of recap what happened in the past few days (as if I would forget most of it anyway ( Read more... )

Someone find me a drummer. Please.