i dont know why the fuck i am updating this, maybe it is because i am bored. really bored. hmm. i have nothing to say but i wish danielle would call me and i wish that paul was here and i wish that i wish it would snow instead of doing all this silly raining. gross.

2 weeks of bizzarity to come. everyone is back in san francisco, including those who are visiting next week.
my grace is gone.
i really just want to forget everything and sleep uck.

ive seen evil twice
true beauty twice

i just think i am too tired to see anything right now.

missing it like tea bag stains and the frozen banister that i slipped on last winter.

i havent been asleep for 36 hours, the room is somewhat blurry now.

im tring this not locked thing on this journal. im not writing as much as i used to. but yeah, i hate talking about what im doing, even though it slips into this at times, i guess its more for me than you, sorry:: who of you remains in that place as a quasi-friend where they dont care enough to talk to me, but care enough to read this shit. in any ( Read more... )