Grocery shopping in this city takes every ounce of self confidence I have, tears it to pieces, and scatters it on the floor for all the New Yorkers to trample over with their important feet going to important places. FUCK you, NYC.

New York City IS evil. The surface here IS everything. And I can't do it. I just can't. But I have to ( Read more... )

I hate New York City.

I am staying in Sebastopol, CA. I am living in a tent. At night the turkeys surround the tent and make horribly loud turkey noises and off in the not so far distance I can hear the bobcats screaming and the mountain lions crying. It's not so bad, except for the thousands of creepy little bugs that decided our tent was there home. I'm not really ( Read more... )

I am living in Eugene, Oregon and teaching special ed kindergarteners. I miss Pittsburgh a lot.

On June 25th I am packing my life into Thomas' Honda Civic hatchback and we are driving to Oregon. I will work there with special ed kids for the month of July. I will then move to Sonoma, California where I plan to get a job and hopefully get accepted to graduate school. I do not know when or if I will return to Pittsburgh or New York ( Read more... )

i know where i need to go. i just don't know how to get there.

everything is okay.
actaully, very few things are okay right now.
i'm starting to freak out.

how do people keep living when they know they have an incurable disease?

I think i have wasted too much time ignoring my responsibilities.
i don't want to be grown up yet.

i need money.
money is the root of all depression.

i need pills.
pills are the root of all happiness.

i blame the U.S. of A.