When was the last time I wasn't exhausted ( Read more... )

People think of time as a river, tumbling relentlessly through lifetimes. Rushing ever onward. It is interesting then to note that time is nothing like a river, at all. It is, in fact, much more similar to a field of flowers, each moment blooming seperately from it's kin, throwing memories of itself into the air like so much pollen ( Read more... )

Sometimes it feels so dead and numb in my chest, like too much pressure, pushing down.

Ow... my heart hurts.

I am lord of fucking everything today.

I am human, and I need to be loved. Just like everybody else does.What was that old saying, about lives and numbers? Ah, yes. One life lost was a tragedy. One thousand was a statistic. For that matter, so was a billion. Or two ( Read more... )

Like a game of pick-up-sticks, played by fucking lunatics."Don't tell me what you're dreaming about ( Read more... )

Sorry for killing your friend's lists, everyone. I just rather selfishly didn't feel like lj-cutting it all.

It's a weird thing ( Read more... )

The gunshot was deafening ( Read more... )

If you read all of this, I will laugh at you. But, I am amazed at the comprehensiveness of some of the questions.

Yes.

I made that word up.

(Click here to post your own answers for this meme.)

✓ I miss somebody right now.
✓ I don't watch much TV these days.
✓ I own lots of books.

✓ I wear glasses or contact lenses.
✓ I love to ( Read more... )