"To think-the poster has the ink that was in the pen that was in his hand. I mean, you might as well be engaged."

^That was the headline on an e-mail newsletter I recieved from one of, in my opinion, least cliche and dumbass-ified teen magazines.

I'm boycotting.

And the name of the magazine is YM, I advise you all to do the same.

I love thunder storms more than any other natural force ever. The sky being almost black and the the cold smell in the air and the pouring rain. It's the best. My whole entire night was made by that.

Name: Megan Haney ( Read more... )

Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it

When I woke up this morning, I was far too tired for the time I had gone to bed. I figured, I'll get in the shower and be fine. Nope, still tired after taking a shower. So I go through my morning routine, and go outside, figuring that will HAVE to do it. But to my despair, no, still tired. All day I was tired as much as my friends tried to get ( Read more... )

Vacation is over......now I mourn ( Read more... )

I feel like filling all voids with incoherency to cover up insecurity
So many empty things to replenish
Music is an outlet
And a good place to start
Hope for me that it works....

I get forwards like this all the time, but this one is the most interesting I have recieved ( Read more... )

So much time, so little to say
I bid thee a sweet farewell

I've done it. I auditioned. I say I sucked, I went too fast when I was alone, and I never looked up when I was doing my group one. Everyone else told be that besides being fast, I was great. I am still not so sure.

Okay, enough insecurities for now.