It's almost a month since I've updated. I haven't had time, what with the steady rate at which things are spiraling into shit. Every day, my addictive personality gets the best of me again. I keep finding new ways to hurt myself, directly or indirectly. It's all self-medication, nothing changes about that, but it amuses me to see how quickly I find ( Read more... )

I fucking hate birthdays. :(

-- KT

Yesterday I was dirty, wanted to be pretty... I know now that I'm forever dirt. -- Manson

I know I shouldn't care what Rita has to say, that her opinion is shit...
But she's my fucking mother. At least genetically.

::cries:: I thought I wanted to talk about this, but I can't. Therefore this post is pointless, and I'm sorry for wasting your time. ( Read more... )

I'm sorry I'm so fucking dramatic.
Tonight, I don't want to feel.

Give me one more medicated peaceful moment...

Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I got a hunger, and I can't seem to get full.
I need some meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind.

-- KT

( you really shouldn't waste your time reading this. )

Isn’t it funny how things happen at the worst possible time? Here I am, sitting in the library, agonizing over how useless I am, wanting to die, when I notice someone walking over to me. It’s one of the people that signed up for the SSDP, wanting to know how things are coming and when I plan on having the first meeting. Is there an easy way to ( Read more... )

You can fool some people sometimes
But you can't fool all the people all the time
So now we see the light
We gonna stand up for our right

I am so fucking pumped right now. As I talked about in previous entries, all semester I've been thinking of starting an SRU chapter of the SSDP. Everyone told me I'd never be able to do it, and in the end I ( Read more... )

Can't do anything right... Carve it in my skin.
Can't concentrate... Carve it in my skin.
Can't sleep... Carve it in my skin.
Can't breathe... Carve it in my skin.
Can't fix this... Carve it in my skin ( Read more... )

...be my pillow
take my head and let me sleep
in the coolness of your shadow
in the silence of your deep.

I'm freezing. And I'm sad, and I'm not altogether sure why ( Read more... )

I've given up on trying to update this journal when I'm not upset; I have nothing to say during those times. Read with caution, as you're getting a slightly one-sided view of me ( Read more... )