ahh, i keep seeing your face. its like old memories haunting my mind and i can't help feeling old emotions and remembering the beds. oh fucking hell

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aghh the internet is like a sickness that keeps coming back. im addicted to livejournal again, and aim. i feel like its a bad thing to always make yourself and your feelings available to people, but then if you don't how will you get feedback? random encounter of the day: i was parking in front of my house and some random truck drove by and a guy ( Read more... )

i know this is lame, bu we watched this thing about jd salinger and his affair with a younger woman. those types of perversions and drama and stuff are sooo awesome. i love anything thats scandalous. that sort of thing makes me want to go hit up some old guys and live with them, i'd just leave out the sex part. i hope that doesn't make me ( Read more... )

i forgot how nice it is to get out away from chs people. when i went to wendy's with allie, and i found out she liked guster too, i decided i liked western people again. especially those who drive pretty red jeeps. i've been in the cracking out of my shell mode for a bit now, but there's nowhere to go now so ill just have to satisfy myself with ( Read more... )

last night. so many different feelings. walking down town i liked the feeling of the leaves shuffling between my feet. stopped by a trucker to find a nonexistent street and then walking and waiting at sylvias. seeing my soccer friends before homecoming all dolled up. i hate to admit it, but people with makeup on are really pretty. ive always been ( Read more... )

i've almost forgotten myself. i'm being torn in two directions and there is no one to tell it to. i wish i could put my anxieties into words. but for now they just come out to say "i don't know". lately i've been in a downish sort of mood. not necessarily in a bad way. and i laugh a lot still. its just like im enjoying deeper things and anything ( Read more... )

crazie urge to put off all of my homework even further, and play TETRIS

ok, so, im gonna paint you a picture. me= innocent bystander wearing semi short skirt at TMBG concert , guy behind me= not so sketchy cute in a dark black hair emo type way. what happens, SEXUAL HARRASSMENT. so im just like swaying to the music the entire time and this guy latches on to my bum. i mean, my bum, if you know me, isn't a big part of ( Read more... )

books i need to read before i die, or preferably before i "grow up"
the second sex
as i lay dying
farewell to arms
memoir of a geisha
madame bovary
brave new world
the tin drum
FINISH the bell jar
on the beach
the sun also rises
angela's ashes

any ones to add?