And the sad act like lepers
They stick to the shadows
They long to ring bells of warning
To tell of their coming
So that the pure can shut their doors

why can't i just talk to people? why am i constantly afraid of being judged? haven't the people i wish to talk to already formed opinions of me? perhaps that i'm an asshole or that there's something wrong with me because i don't talk?

work crushes are incredibly awkward.

i just don't know what i want anymore. i thought i wanted to be alone, but i was so hurt by nate's reaction...that i have to wonder if i truly should end it. i love him dearly, and i don't WANT to break up, i just want time to fix ME. i treat him like shit. i don't know if i do it because i'm an abusive person or if it's just that i'm unhappy. it's ( Read more... )

raqs gothique=my new lover. it's a little discouraging because i have no rhythm (yet), but it is absolutely amazing ( Read more... )

i poured my heart out to my mother on the porch of my parents' house. who would have thought that she would be the one to understand me completely? i am so much like both of my parents it's frightening...and truly beautiful.

sometimes it hurts to look in the mirror, or to be inside my own head.

more confusion!

life is bitter-sweet and confusing.

sometimes i think my heart will actually break ( Read more... )

an awkward day; a magnificent evening.