I miss those Highschool Days ( Read more... )

what do i keep coming here to find?

...And I loved you,
You never had to say.

...So be quiet.

...Maybe not to my LiveJournal, but to college.

Now if only I could decide on my major(s).

I just want to scream everytime I think about this.

I just want it all back to the way it used to be.

And I just want Truth & You, Together.

Every attempt to,
Is filled with holes...It's funny how much you can hide in plain site ( Read more... )

What does it mean to be intellectual?

I wonder how much of this really matters?

Even though I'm not gone, I'm missing you already.

And I'm counting the minutes until I get to see you again.

I love you, Nurse.

You're my everything.

So I looked back at those last two entries and it seemed to me that they fit together rather well, as though they should be read in sequence.

It'd make sense since I wrote them one right after the other.

So I thought I'd post them together and separate.

Here's them together:

it's funny what you find flowing through you ( Read more... )