So, the fact that my body functioning again is good in the sense that I feel alive again, like I've woken up and my identity has returned to me. It's bad in the sense that I have needs at the least convenient time EVER. Deep, deep needs. *le sigh* Welcome back Julie ( Read more... )

When you try your best but you don't succeed ( Read more... )

From the moment of my birth ( Read more... )

Who Should Paint You: M.C. Escher
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The sorting hat says that I belong in Ravenclaw!


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I swear I haven't had any caffeine since 6pm, but the sheer volume I had prior to that time seems to have made up for that. As usual, I am to blame.

I'm feeling very adolescent tonight. I didn't miss the feeling, nor do I welcome it back.

Is there really a separation between the liars and those who truly feel love? I feel disillusioned sometimes, remembering love professed by people who I felt didn't understand the magnitude of the words they were using, who I thought were stepping on the name 'love'. But who am I to know? Perhaps every scrap of affection represented by that word ( Read more... )

Pirates 2 is awesome. Total rollercoaster of pirate-y goodness. However, tomorrow will be more hellish than usual, considering that I'm already behind on sleep. With that I take your leave.

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