I haven't written in here in a long time because I was honestly too distracted living to try and document the sort of things I do in this blog.  I'm currently half-assedly working on a journal that is supposed to be dealing with my all my thoughts and pictures while I go through this process of trying to live.  The fact of the project is that now ( Read more... )

I have been trying and trying to write things lately, and I get started on it, but I just never get anywhere because of the kind of effort it takes.  I don't know what to say to you people.  Shit, I'm just a stupid guy ( Read more... )

The rules ( Read more... )

...wonder what life would really be like if things were different at all ( Read more... )

...feel like you just want to quit? I assume you do, otherwise you wouldn't feel the need to put a journal online. It seems people with depression find it more necessary to gain some sort of weird affirmation by posting personal things online to feel like they have a place. I know that's why I do it. Maybe that's just this current bout of ( Read more... )

...meet someone so often that it causes you to go back and think about all the missed situations you had, especially with that girl that got away? I hope it's not just me. I've actually been reeling of late because of this very situation. It's totally caught me by surprise, and to complicate it, old flames seem to be appearing out of nowhere ( Read more... )

Well, I'm currently not going through a lot on the outside, but my insides are broiling ( Read more... )

I am not a man. My resolve has already been tested and I'm too nice of a guy to be the monster they're trying to make me. My anger is out of control and I am tired of being treated like a piece of shit. And crazy to boot. I'm tired of being told I'm wrong by people that have no idea what the fuck they're talking about. I'm about to do ( Read more... )

Emma told me to tell a story, so I related to her one of the memories that has sown my seeds of distrust into friends. I mean, I'm not very good at friends in the first place, or people in general for that matter. Anyway, I was young, and people that I considered friends, because it was all I really had when I was that age did something to me in ( Read more... )

I've been really stupid lately. I had assumed just because I was suffering that I was growing into something that I wanted to more precisely represent who I was in my head. That I was maturing and becoming something to be proud of, and all I've really been doing is whining and being a child, making excuses, and basically avoiding the life I live ( Read more... )