I'm drinking some Nirvana, waiting upon the voice...

Really, I'm sitting here, staring into the screen, thinking. Life.

Where do we go after we thus leave this seat?

I wonder...

You Are 60% Evil
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For now...I've been living in the United States of America for 19 years, and I can say, that I hate America. it's obvious, this place does some actions that I do not agree with. Face it, America. Does. Suck. Yes. I said it. The land of the free....free of what, I ask. Free of persecution? Free of hypocrisy? Let's look into this shall we? What does ( Read more... )

I find myself awake again, not sleeping now. I can't get to sleep. I tried. I'm just not getting to it. So I thought it might be easier to let myself go and write for a bit ( Read more... )

I haven't been awake.
I feel like I've been sleeping and dreaming.
But yet, why go there, I don't feel alive or dead.
Look, I'm just living.
Living, choosing, breathing, something to do...
I want to do something alive.
Alive.
Maybe this is all dreaming.
Maybe not.
But let me see.
Let me see it again.
I'll go on.

What is this? The feeling of wanting to just lay down and roll around like a cat?

This feeling has been in me for a few days....wow, maybe I was a cat in a previous life.

Today is Monday. Monday. Yesh.

Today is Monday. Yesh Monday.

Hooray.

So I am going to go talk to the man and get a job...otherwise, I'm going to go insane. yar.

Time... is just short. I was talking to a friend for a little, and it seemed like just yesterday I was in 3rd grade with him. Now we're both Seniors in different high schools, in different states, sorta separating from each other in ways. Things change yes, and I understand that. In fact, I'll embrace change most of the time..... but time... I can' ( Read more... )

I never thought being hungry could be so.....hungr-ish? Wow.....

Wow. I feel like a waste. Seeming that I've been in healthy and good shape all my life, I assume I can run...but good god...running hurts. Like right now...a million clones of Vlad the Impaler could possibly come at me, and it still wouldn't describe the pain in my thighs and my legs. Lesson learned: stretch yourself before you run. Damn. It hurts ( Read more... )