im in daytop in rhinebeck upstate. this shit is crazy, i wont be home till august. to those of you who care, i relapsed for 3 mopnths from october to december, spent a month in jail and ended up in rehab for six months, see all of ya'll on the fli[p side, ill try to update next sunday.

Dreams...what are they? Are they truly the representations of our innermost thoughts and desires? Or are they just figments of our imagination? One dream in particular has imbedded itself in my memory ( Read more... )

...My very survival has been based upon my belief that there is a higher purpose to this life: that principals are a reward in and out of themselves. I cannot, therefore, look forward with despair, but rather with higher hopes for all in mind and with the determination that I might help reach those heights...

Cover the bathroom wall with pictures of my friends. Write letters to people you haven't seen in ages and invited them to stay at your place. Redecorate the street sign so that all traffic will end up in the water. Steal a map of the city and try your hardest not to follow it. Borrow someone's heart for just an hour. Change your identity with ( Read more... )

Today was great. I haven't had this much fun in class in a very long time. Our Speech teacher is a complete ditz. My friend Arkady and I took down the classroom clock and made it 20 minutes fast. We were hoping that she wouldn't have a watch so she wouldn't notice. Our class normally lasts one hour and 15 minutes. Today it lasted 55 minutes that we ( Read more... )

( Quizzes galore )

...We are all dying, every moment that passes of every day. That is the inescapable truth of this existance. It is a truth that can paralyze us with fear, or one that can energize us with impatience, with the desire to explore and experience, with the hope - no, the iron will! - to find a memoryin every action. To be alive, under starlight, in ( Read more... )

The emptiness and darkness is returning,
that lonely feeling; the heart is burning.
Once, I pushed those feelings away,
they were gone for a while, they're back today.
This time could be the end for me;
I could finally be gone, my sad soul set free.
The empty hollowness in my chest gone forever,
could it happen? Please? No-never!
I was so happy for a long ( Read more... )

Женщины всегда и всем изменяют, даже мужьям-красавцам, если подворачивается крепкий кобелек. Их губит любопытство. Поэтому настоящий мужчина забывает о них, едва они выходят за порог дома.

Понять женщину может только сам Господь, который ее сотворил!