Ok, so just doing a little boredom surfing through Youtube and I come across these shocking videos that girls are making for the "anas" and "mias" of the world. I understand that "thin is always in"...but to what extent? These girls are trying to convey the message that Bulimia and Anorexia are serious diseases that demand serious attention. Tell ( Read more... )

I don't know why. I can't explain it. All I know is that I've been feeling this way often, and I'm tired of it. I want to tear to shreds any little thing that moves near me. I want to feel something break in my hands. I want to tear the limbs off of small children. Ok, so nothing that drastic, but you get the picture. And no, I promise it's not pms ( Read more... )

Wear stable shoes to punk shows.
Do not eat food with a reputation of making people sick.
Sleep before a 6 a.m. shift.
*Yawn*
Still don't think I learned a lesson.

But I never knew
you felt that way.
Til you grabbed me.
And you kissed me.
With a passion
Never-felt-before.
And the wind was cold.
And the moon was new.
So was your shirt
and my point-of-view.

Sooo..now that I'm home, again, I have 24 hour access to all things worldly. Or unworldly should I desire. But now that I've posted this, I'm going to bed. Good night. Sleep tight. And hopefully the bedbugs lie dormant.

I was three when I asked my grandmother why she was so fat. Nineteen years later and two years after her death, I cry. I cry even harder when I think about all she had done for me, everything she had sacrificed to keep my family whole. And I think of all the thoughtless things I had done to disappoint her, even as a three year old. I think of ( Read more... )

Yay. My first journal entry. I can feel the excitement secreting out of my every pore. It burns.

I'm leaving soon. More secretions of excitement. I hope I can live up to my own expectations.