Dear LJ,
I am so sorry you are dead. But not really.
Yours, Lahamafff

Sometimes when trying to understand the world I get so turned around that all I can see is nothing. I think maybe I am overly desensitizing myself? Or am I just too sensitive?

I have been having apocalyptic dreams every night, excluding last night when I dreamed that my husband planned a romantic re-commitment ceremony that took place in a grocery ( Read more... )

 Real Talk: Most of the time I hate almost everybody. Word.

 I think we should make lj cool again. I am tired of my grandma's neighbor commenting on my fb statuses and twitter/tumblr/blogger are things I use for work so they feel forced and workish to me. I am just going to start posting here and see if it catches on :D

I have spent a lot of time and effort  suppressing memories and feelings to the point that I can't feel anymore.
It felt like a victory.
Until I dream at night and everything starts to unravel.

Am I ever going to be whole???

I am prone to headaches which are caused (in their entirety) by the stupidity of others. I have one of these headaches at least twice a week. 
So you can run and tell that. 

I feel bad for livejournal. I only have one post on my friend's page. LJ must be lonely.

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I am having a day. I want need my books. That pretentious, ostentatious, amazing collection. I need to loftily flip through their pages to find the one paragraph that solves my problems. I need to feel that their are words to describe my soul's incoherent mumblings. I need to know that I am not the first, and I will not be the last. I need to see ( Read more... )

DONE WITH MY PAPERWORK (whoot)