two of the most glorious events that are all i have been hoping for are happening this week.

the only difference is, one will begin on friday, and the other will end.

hearts now come in all different shapes and sizes.

i either have nothing, or i have it all.

and all is too much.

i suppose i cant really complain this time though.

i think i know what might stop the war:

bubbles.

tonight put me in an incredible state of mind.

despite my frequent slum moods lately, there is much love in my life; i just need to be reminded sometimes.

all conversations around me consist of someone getting laid; or not...
and plane tickets to a great city,

and all i want is to just have someone there;
and a car ride to alfred.

ugh, it is truely amazing how moods can chage so dramatically.

i am losing my faith in love; if it was ever there initially.
perhaps it was just some skewed perception to begin with.

i would like to think it is right around the corner, but hey....where did optimism ever really get anyone?

it just makes the crashes harder cope with.

sometimes i just want to go home

because at home, i dont have to worry if the people around me really care about me
i never have to question that

and at home, i dont have to call my mom crying, i can just talk to her
and then i wouldnt make her cry because shes not here, or im not there. 
yeah, im not there.

and at home, i can relax. 
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dont fucking say you'll do something, and then not do it.

it just gets you fucking enemies.

so bri [my sister] was browsing some pictures from a coheed and cambria show that we went to and found this...


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i might die today.

how does that make you feel?

[a series of bad dreams and haunted cats is no good for me.]