I can not write in journals because I can not be honest. Being vague is NOT being honest. A euphemism on top of a euphemism on top of a word that sounds betters is NOT being honest. This is me changing words that make me feel a little better. This is me changing words, changing times, changing what I really, really, honestly think. It isn’t ( Read more... )

do not let it hurt.

i havnt done this in so long, so i guess it is just appropriate that i say that is just neccisary ( Read more... )

this isnt the fuckin matrix. what are you thinking?

Alright. I'm sure that this wont turn out right. and i suppose that is alright. I'm listening to a song that i have been avoiding for over a week or so because it's new and i just want to make sure that it has a fair chance with me as i am far to critical these days. but not tonight. i am being level and well, fair. next i am either going to ( Read more... )

my lungs are lined with porcelaine.

and thats no metaphor for anything at all.

a shirt fit for a funeral and shoes lined with real gold ( Read more... )

and maybe thats why i cant hold on to anyone ( Read more... )

"sorry for blowing you off"

whatever

ive been thinknig about a movie. of mylife. or just friends. and im compiling a score for the introduction of my friends in this certain film ( Read more... )