The How Do I Love Thee Letter ( Read more... )

I remember a lot from my childhood, but I don’t remember what I was like as a person. Was I happy? Sad? Did I have a lot of anger? I don’t remember that stuff. I mean…I do remember that I was always nice to people and that girls always flocked to me in a way I never understood. No, not to be with me or because they were interested. Just that I was ( Read more... )

Hey, I've went over almost every entry and while a majority of them are fucking retarded I think I'm gonna keep this around. Mainly because 2005 was a great year and I don't wanna lose the memories of it. I owe that one to Steff, even though things didn't work out perfectly, I still had fun and I still smile when thinking about it.

I don't really go to this place much anymore. I'm actually thinking of deleting it considering all the baggage that's been left here. So if you suddenly see this name with a strike out line through it on your friend list you'll know why. I can't believe I've kept this sucker for almost 10 years. I can't update anything that long and by the lack of ( Read more... )

I've never been too good at taking risks. To say I was risk adverse would be an understatement. This isn't to say that I've never taken any sort of risks, but I stay away from the big risks (or the risks that should be 'big' in my life: getting a job, attempting to have a relationship, flying on a plane (I'll admit that's stretching it). But you ( Read more... )

This is a little piece I wrote in my bored time. It's mostly fictional. But I needed to write this because I couldn't verse it out in my head. Anyway, I was listening to some slow music as I wrote it as well and I felt reflective on a lot of things. And I will admit that a lot of what's written is taken from my own thoughts and experiences. I ( Read more... )

Do you like Blue cheese dressing ( Read more... )

I feel like I’m dead and I just don’t know it. No, not in a gothic kind of way. More like…I can feel bits of my life gradually fading and I’m struggling against it and I don’t know how to fix it. Does that make sense? It seems like the more I’ve dropped out of my life the more I’ve lost parts of myself that I felt genuinely were ‘me’. I haven’t ( Read more... )

Are you like me? A quasi-germaphobic hypochondriac with anxiety and panic disorder? If so, you might wanna read this. I've been trying to ignore this fucking swine flu in the news bullshit, but it's impossible to do so. Instead I shall fight my fears with facts ( Read more... )

I'm told I should be more confident. I'm told that I should walk into a room and think that I can handle it. I'm told a lot these days and I just can't do it. I don't know why, I've just never felt that great about myself. In fact on a Like/Loathe spectrum I'd be closer to the latter. And honestly I have no reason to feel that way, but I do. Does ( Read more... )