So, I still don't know what goes here anymore. My life isn't empty, I've just always felt its not so full as it should be. Maybe I mean so full as it could be? I'm sick of living in a world of one, I don't want to be the centre of my own universe, I want to have other people to care about, and worry about. And I want someone to want to share my ( Read more... )

Now, possibly just completely over it ( Read more... )

Well, that seems to have been more straightforward than I expected ( Read more... )

Music to listen to:

Sudden Death in Carolina - Brand New
The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows - Brand New
Okay I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don't - Brand New
Sic Transit Gloria... Glory Fades - Brand New
Jimmy - Tool
H - Tool
Push it - Tool
All Hail the New Flesh - Strapping Young Lad
Detox - Strapping Young Lad
Irresponsible Hate Anthem - Marilyn ( Read more... )

Lost sleep, lost work, an hour here, an hour there, lost appetite, lost will, existential panic, being emo, feeling like a high school kid, in both the best and worst ways. Renewed love for music, and life in general, the revelation that life does go on, and sometimes the more things change, the more they stay the same...

Is the balance sheet in the ( Read more... )

How do people do it all day, everyday? Just, going on?

I'm back in that situation again, I don't want to be the way I am. I'm happy by myself, I know I am. So why do I feel like there's a slowly bubbling volcano hiding behind my stomach? Envy and jealousy, tearing me up, and who knows if any of it is even justified? Going through the motions, ( Read more... )

And everyone knows that when you're drunk, you get all confessional. Well, I don't need to get confessional, cos I do that sober, so everyone knows all. But I figured I'd sign in, and have a bash at the old keyboard, cos, well, why the hell not ( Read more... )

again. Ok, here's how it goes down, keep smiling, relax, don't cry, breathe. Don't think, don't feel, most of all keep smiling, make jokes, life's great, I'm fine...

And above all else, never fall.

Enough self pity. Move along, nothing to see here!

Damn me and my vivid imagination. And for giving in to dreams. Someone make it better?

So, I have problems. Which is the usual reason that brings me back here, I guess, hey. No surprises to anyone I think. Doing silly things, feeling silly things. I feel like I'm running the default programming. How is it that I make things this hard all the time? Or is this normal, and I'm just a bit whingy and pathetic? I know I'm particularly ( Read more... )

The title isn't a reference to me, its more that I don't use this all that often ( Read more... )