again:

I feel like a complete and utter failure and I want to quit everything - everything - and run away and leave everyone and never look back and start over and completely forget and never remember.

I will probably turn this into another crappy poem later.

I have a problem ( Read more... )

just another one of those poignant "OH, this is too perfect" moments...

( this has been in my head all day )

My heart's broken three or four times this year. The detail's aren't really important. The thing is, it's left me with pretty much nothing. To be completely trite, there aren't any pieces left to put back together ( Read more... )

I give up.

I just fucking give up.

Every once and again I'm riding along in my car (it's pretty much the only place I listen to music nowadays) and I'm listening to whatever's playing and it just sort of hits home, you know? I just get it. It's particularly applicable to what I'm feeling, whatever. I get the shivers down my spine, my eyes get a little wide, that sort of thing. ( Read more... )

When I look back at where I've come from -- at the person I used to be -- and compare it to what I'm like now, it's kind of astounding. What really stands out for me is that it was literally only 7 months ago that I was like a little kid scared of going out into the world, clinging to this relationship that I knew was destructive and making me ( Read more... )

On a trip to St. Francisville last weekend, I cut my left leg on a boat propeller while swimming near the motor (I was trying to get up the ladder right next to it). The gash didn't bleed much, and it was sewn up 3 hours later at a good old 22-bed country hospital. The doctors had decided to give me a day's worth of antibiotics so I didn't have ( Read more... )

Short version ( Read more... )

It's nice to be liked
But it's better by far to get paid

I'm indecisive. This is a given, especially considering my current state of affairs.

( A Tower of Babble )