So, I've been on livejournal forever now, but rarely update. I think it's because my lj format has never been altered as i've never taken the time to figure the fucking fuckity shit out. i just had an urge to make a jhonen vasquez format, but haven't the slightest clue... help? i'll send sex via snailmail!

...or something. finally 21. can get into the fucking roped off section without being sneaky or overly charismatic. but as for the day, i see nothing happening but lying around. i've turned into one sad waste of flesh i suppose. yarg. maybe i'll make myself a birthday cake though, that would be nice. yep, that's about the extent of this update. ( Read more... )

wow, i just realised it's only 10 days til i'm 21. feels like i've been 20 forever, but 21 just kinda snuck up on me all of a sudden. wish i had money to throw a party or something.. i dunno if people would even wanna talk to me, let alone buy me things and come to a party. we'll see what happens ( Read more... )

01. Who are you ( Read more... )

Christ ya cunts update often enough for shites sake. I've been gone naught a week and the bevvy is full to the kiln. It's fuckin' madness man. I decided to read through every post but, likesay, after about 5 pages and two hours reading, my eyes are fucked. I'm out of my box really, as i've slept very little and felt all kinds of hate for some cunts ( Read more... )

leaving sunday.
yep.

I've always said I go by the whole Carpe Diem philosophy. Recently I've realised that I'm living less and hoping to die more. Not because I'm depressed or sad about anything, but because i don't feel like i fit into the world anymore. All of these aspirations i had growing up seem to get further away with every decision i make. I just wish i could ( Read more... )

Whirlwind ( Read more... )

As I waft in and out of depression, the vicious cycle, I get these flashes in my mind of those less fortunate. I used to believe it was an attempt by my subconscious to tell me things aren't so terrible. Of course, the way I wind up seeing it, is these people have reason to feel this way, to hate life, to be sad all the time, whereas I don't, which ( Read more... )