Never EVER buying a white lighter again. Nooooo

Yet another thing in my life I will never complete; I will never pursue. Do not get me wrong. It doesn't make me sad, or bring me regret so much as just that it makes me wish I were someone else. I am not, and I will live regardless; what I wish I was is not important, and what I wish means nothing when stacked against what I cannot do. Just ( Read more... )

Fuck you, too.

So ready to be a hermit.

I want to go back to school. Having this free time is making me think too much and I'd rather be doing something that can, however generic the feeling is, procure a more active state of development. I want to feel as though I'm going somewhere, that all of these menial tasks I put myself through have a purpose, a longer-lasting goal that can be ( Read more... )

It was a pretty decent New Year's...one of those "the details are hazy but I'm almost positive I had a lot of fun while it was all going on" kind of nights. I didn't even see the ball drop, hahaha. I spent the turning of the year sitting with Scott on the couch in a drunken stupor staring at my feet as the party around the beer pong went wild ( Read more... )

It's the last day of the year. Odd and yet well-deserved I should think. So much has happened this year that was not intentional, not worthwhile and most of all, not GOOD. I've changed more than I could have ever imagined. Christ, this time last year I was about to go to Andy Pyle's house, smoke cigarettes with Kanen and kiss Zack when the ball ( Read more... )

Breaking ties, been there done that.

It's all over now, isn't it?
Detachment may be more dangerous than I think it is..
It's just too fucking easy, though.

Is your brain trying to tell you something if you keep having dreams that make you pissed at someone even though they didn't do anythig in real life? hahaha

I don't know really what I'm going to write about.. I think I'll just let my mind wander. All I know is that I'm in the midst of trying to let go of something I thought (for ONCE) had a future, and I'm toward the end of accepting that it was, in reference, just the same as all the others from beginning to end. Just the fucking same. It still ( Read more... )

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I get it. I get that you can't afford it, that nobody can afford jack shit anymore. I understand. I'm not pissed off, I'm not trying to give anyone shit. It just sucks. I mean, in the least am I not allowed to be at least a bit sad about the circumstances ( Read more... )

It's getting harder ( Read more... )