I still need to work on my censorship. It's 230 in the morning and I can't stay out of the books or on discussion boards for my classes. Sadly enough? There are still times where I find it very difficult NOT to chime in inappropriately. For example, I ended one of my closing thoughts with this line, Where is the little thumb and like button when ( Read more... )

Bree: oink oink. that means i love you.

Alex: haha <3<3 ( Read more... )

I had to keep holding up your face and cowered in the corner of the bed because your heart was beating so fast. The silence is what killed me most... you'd go from snoring heavily and the room would fall silent, I'd touch your chest and it wasn't moving... seconds later you'd start gasping. This happened all throughout the night. I couldn't stop ( Read more... )

I can't even speak to him about it... so I just write him letters ( Read more... )

I knew this would happen in NY... but I didn't actually think it'd happen so fast. I could write a book on this week alone.

so when i was a kid, i always had these awful dreams about my brother's death. in the dreams, i'd go into hysterics. there was one i had when i was five, they had his body in an open grave and without a coffin, they were just pouring dirt on him and he looked at peace but i wasn't ok with it... so i jumped into the hole and held my brother's dead ( Read more... )

and last night I had the strangest dream. Yesterday, I suffered from dehydration and exhaustion. I collapsed at work... so that was fun guys. Pretty sure it was the worst day ever... and the medicine I got was even worse ( Read more... )

My friend from SF, David Manning states:

my last status message implied that i had a shred of respect for michael jackson, but i actually don't. What was he? A singer that didn't write most of his own songs or play any of his own instruments.( Continue )

as entirely hostile in my journal entries. I suppose, it can be misconstrued that way because I'm always, always, always fucked up on xanax or something when I write... and I had a very bitter Summer after Los Angeles ( Read more... )

Holly And I Discuss our Distaste for Women ( Read more... )