i'm plauged by my dreams. tHE scattered momments of dreaming have seemed almost real lately... the other night i dreamnt i was lying in bed, sleeping, and i woke up and then i really did wake up... which was harmless, but because i know i have on lookers at thois point i'm not sharing everything... I guess it's not even worth talking about then ( Read more... )

it's the details... the ones everybody else knows better to just ignore, not me i focus on those... and miss the big ones... i can't see in the same direction... it's like everyones looking at the ground pointing at ants saying... oh that makes sense.... and i'm just starring at the sky... saying " ants??? what fucking ants what the hell is an ant ( Read more... )

i've been starring at the screen for ten minutes... trying to think about what it is i want to say about this time in life. i don't mean on a deep, or philosophical level... LEVEL, it's one of those words that are the same backward and forward ( Read more... )

last night i walked out onto the golf course, it was dark and kinda scary... it's right in back of my house... and i was pacing ... i began running, just running straight and long, far away.... by the time i stopped i was on the other side of the golf course. i was moved by my own frustration and confusion.... it builds and builds, until i almost ( Read more... )

Calmer weekend this time around. instinct kicked in on saturday night and as i was getting ready to take off for the great unknown something drove me home... so home i went and to my delight and complete suprise i wasn't alone for more than ten minutes ( Read more... )

I'm gonna make a mistake ( Read more... )

I don't dream the same anymore... they're scattered and meaningless... they're strange, theres never a theme anymore... no story line... just random events, happenings... birds dlying out of a shoe... then walking with someone... i'm always walking with someone... somewhere, but no where... then it splits again to random color schemes.... hmmm ( Read more... )

So saturday i got drunker than ever before. i actually blacked out, i ended up trashing snail's kitchen and eventually knocking myself out on a chair... woke up the next day on ally's couch with a bag of ice on my head... couldn't find my shoes or keys, i apparently called michelle... and made an ass of myself, sarah got real mad about that. i ( Read more... )

I hate you, you self important fuckers, that think you have all the answers, you fucking wastes of skin... Like you really know what it takes to be happy, like it's a fucking ball someone flings at you. Some catch and some don't? FUCK YOU, you have no fucking idea what will or wont end up making you happy. PRICKS ( Read more... )

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