April 17, 2005 ( Read more... )

Happy Saint Patrick's Day

so, it's been more than a while. and i don't quite remember how i felt last, or what i last wanted to say, or any of the above. all i know is now. and i guess that's all i'll ever really know....

i havn't updated in sometime and so i guess a lot has happened ( Read more... )

Okay - supposedly this works. The link below is to this website that gives away free stuff - an iPod, a miniDV camcorder, cash, and some other stuff - you have to click on the link, and follow the instructions. In order to get your free gift you have to have five people complete this as well - once those five people have sent the link to five ( Read more... )

Many people would probably say that reading and writing about our everyday lives is pointless, because we only capture the memory according to ourselves. Well, I know that you and I think differently ( Read more... )

I close my eyes and hope that the path that brought me here can somehow guide me home. And yet when I open them, I'm still standing exactly where I started. Some things are like that I guess - not so simple. It's difficult to imagine ourselves in someplace other than where we are now - acting in foreign mannerisms around what we would now ( Read more... )

don't ask me to be your friend and then rellish in what i have to give. while the entire time giving nothing back. i don't want you to ask me for my comfort, and then when i need comfort myself, find you hiding in some shadow, back against the wall, with binoculars making sure that i am not around ( Read more... )

and i can't help but laugh. because when everything else is smothered by the fire, what's left to pull us out of the burning building but our hope and spirit?

It's some alteration of my egocentricity. As if I cannot percieve anything outside of my own realm. Sometimes I get into these emotions where I just want to be left alone. Where I just want to be me, but in a dark closet. Far away from where I stand - whether it be the street corner or the kitchen of my parent's house. I cannot explain a lot of ( Read more... )