they give him prescriptions and shine bright lights on him.
Why do I always do this to myself? Waste my time like this. So, out of curiosity I started the first eight pages of "midnight sun" the abortive attempt of something else interesting by Stephanie Meyer, and I came upon the question I always ponder when considering Edward's delicate ( Read more... )

This song reminds me of being Fourteen, every time I hear it:

( Echo & the Bunnymen )

So I have completed some of my semi-terrible ideas. More will happen soon, but this is what's happened from my mental checklist:
Bought a DS. Will never ever do homework again, because its just way too fucking cool to put down.
Made a hemp choker with a silver mounted piece of rhodochrosite. It's supposed to attract love and sexual relationships, but ( Read more... )

I have several potential bad ideas that are things I want to do nonetheless. Let's see if they pan out.

[tell me what to say. i'll be your mouthpiece]
is a moan a sex sound, fatigue or discontent? what is it most associated with?
so, sometimes when i am bored, i'll poke around other people's journals on random. i ran into someone's which most recent entry stated that they had the raunchiest sex dream involving jon lovitz. that's disturbing to even ( Read more... )

So, uh, I might as well be going through Pon farr right now for all I can fucking concentrate. Not that that makes sense to anybody other than trekkies, but, uh, that's sort of how I feel. I suppose.
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speaking of trekkiness:
I don't know why the link to nerdtests.com is not working, but I rank as commander in ( Read more... )

For whatever reason, maybe it's the monroe, or the varied obsessions of Trent [Oh, darling Trent, lovely Trent, I think I need who you were thirteen years ago now more than ever] or Doc Hammer, but my little Gothic Heart is taking over. In a very mainstream, I-really-just-want-to-wear-corsets-and-lace sort of way, I suppose. Maybe I just want to be ( Read more... )

So, not that anyone reads this anymore, all my friends have by and far neglected their livejournals for facebook or myspace. They're all the same silly teenage vice anyway.
I am officially a college student, living in the dorms, not getting drunk every other night. I guess I'm strange in that respect. I went home for the weekend, and woke up this ( Read more... )

I feel like I'm being slowly pulled apart. I didn't think this would be such a huge fucking change, and there are so many things I'd like to tell to so many people, but I feel absolutely mute. I'm ripping out of my skin.

i heard this song in dick's sporting goods the other day, whilst my mother searched for shoes, and i decided it should be a public law that that such stores are not allowed to play cure songs. i told her this, and she told me i probably ought to let more people know about this. 
the labyrinth at the outdoor cinema was fantastic, i mean the labyrinth ( Read more... )