This is how I feel right now. Like life is really pointless. Life is whatever we make it out to be. And most of us choose to make it ugly and meaningless and angry and hurtful. Why? Why is it so much easier to be miserable than to be happy. To focus on global warming and the cost of a gallon of fucking gasoline for a stupid car to take us to a ( Read more... )

There's a huge part of me that wants to cry and another part of me that tells me it's not even worth it. I've always known where I was headed--so why should this be a surprise ( Read more... )

Such a fool to end up in tears again ( Read more... )

I can't write. I want to but I really hesitate to bring myself to do it. I'm scared of what will spew out. There are so many things tornadoing around in here. Though I should probably deal sooner rather than later, especially with the inevitable frozen tundra just around the corner. But why not just repress? Ignore. Repress. Explode? ( Read more... )

Keep up with your destiny.

Be a hopeless alcoholic.

Just get out in time.

God, just get out in time.

who cares.

It really, honestly hurts not to write ( Read more... )

Creepy Charlie was talking about the rainbow gathering in wisconsin and Will said he was down to go. Oh, I am so down to go. Too bad I'd lose my job. Maybe I could just find someone to latch onto and live out in the woods for awhile. Get baked constantly and forget this monotonous life for awhile. Clear my head completely. Ah, I wanna just go ( Read more... )

Why...must my roommate want my love and attention? He just coaxed me into making him food. And why? So he could stand there and talk to me the entire time. And he's gonna borrow Buffy--that's how you know. And I think he wants me to take his stitches out for him. Which I will probably do cos I have some sick fascination. But really? What a ( Read more... )

What is it about me? Seriously ( Read more... )

Hahahahahahaahha omg though--I swear it's true ( Read more... )