you were mentioned the other day, and i suddenly remembered that everything about you was nothing more than a facade and that i wanted you inhaling soil from far beneath my feet as i'm dancing on your grave.

dear livejournal,
i'm lonely and awake.

so much for change, you dumb bitch.

overwhelming discontent mixed with blissful apathy.
where do i go from here?

why is it that seamus is the tightest person ever and i miss him and i wish i got to see him more often?
why is it that i'm a shitty friend and i never see those i love that live HERE more often?
why is it that you're a dumb fucking cunt?