Dear God,

Sometimes I think that I'm furious at you.

Much love.

I want to look toward the dawn. I want to believe that better times are here, and are staying.

I can do that.

And that makes it all worthwhile.

It's so odd ( Read more... )

Isn't it wierd how just when you think you've got the world figured out, it goes and flips you on your head?

It ticks me off.

Why can't I just exist in my own little space without bothering anyone? Why do people always have to come and interfere??????

Finally better. Mostly. For some reason I can't shake the headache, but I'll live for now.

I've been reading a lot lately.

Hmmm. I dunno what else to write about.

I like bananas.

I. Am. So. Sick ( Read more... )

I think...

I should go to hell.

I think I'll just keep on drifting.

The haze doesn't hurt.

I can keep going.

Does it matter?

It's been a while and so I want to explain my mysterious absence. I have been ( Read more... )

I can do this