If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad. Come on, just do it. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

april 30th has finally come and gone, and i have aged a year once again. my mother went all out on my 21st birthday - to all who missed out, this is what you missed ( Read more... )

Finding it in myself to keep going; seems like it gets harder and harder as every moment, every repented second goes by. It’s hard not break down and cry sometimes… times when I try to hide it the most, times where I shouldn’t be so full of loss and bewilderment, “what am I doing, where am I going with myself?” At these moments spent surrounded by ( Read more... )

pushing it all down upon them, soft surrounds everything; an endless vacant prelude to what’s in store for everyone. Nothing’s left but agony, there’s no way to keep from blaspheming - expecting a replacement for every emotion you’ve ever tried to feel. The fire in the center of all the people, burning slower and colder through these featureless ( Read more... )

i know I don’t mean to you as much as they, but I still care for you - still hoping you’ll come for me and comfort me, carefully awaiting the arrival’s end, so used to feeling distant when no one’s really there and no one really cares what happens again. Standing afar, clawing dreadfully at my emotional scars - have you ever felt so down where you ( Read more... )

leave a comment with your name if you want to know what i really think of you, and i'll reply and tell you. no lies, all honesty. then post this in your own journal.

This pole is standing... nothing near it. Asking no one to hear it... lifted out and dragged away to a new path the pole resides... it lacks the distance left cold by your sway, your hair left stains in the wind... frozen to the poles eyes your standing in the way. This metallic pin poking at your side... this needle hanging out of your arm... your ( Read more... )

i don't even know where to start. since the last time i posted on here about ongoings with my life, i had bronchitis - got over it thank whoever... i finally got to see my father after almost a year. practically witnessed the break up of my two best friends, which made things awkward... feelings... emotions... being human. such a difficult ( Read more... )

What is a goth? A goth is a member of a Germanic people that overran the Roman Empire in the early centuries of the christian era. Taken directly from the fucking merriam-webster dictionary ( Read more... )

it's howdy fucking doody time here in oneonta! and i have absolutely not a fucking thing to say about that. other than, i feel like i'm back in seventh grade again. college is just like middle school, except even more immature ;] it's so great isn't it? anyway, i picked up applications and shit like that so i can enroll, prolly won't get in until ( Read more... )