Because we do not know when we will die we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well and yet everything happens only a certain number of times and a very small number really. How many times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, an afternoon that is so deeply a part of your life that you can't even conceive of your life ( Read more... )

Ok well heres another wierd dream I should have written it out when I first woke up cause I remembered it somuch better but here we go... all I really remember is going to a zoo fo somekind and you walk in and theres this little bird display and then wen you get the the hippos you have to actually swim through the tank... it was so weird you go in ( Read more... )

I decided I'm going to turn this journal into a dream log. Because I have a lot of weird ones ( Read more... )

Woo hoo! I'm just in a good mood, still elated from the Shinedown show, totally kicked ass... CHristmas is soon so how can I not be in a great mood!!! I worked 9-6 today which was great and I'm done the semester as off tomorrow basically so YEAH!!!

RIP Dimebag, you will be greatly missed! Damage Plan and Pantera are awesome. Save me from myself and call out but no one hears my plea. RIP!!!

There are times in your life when every person goes through changes, but have no fear while your body rearranges I know it's hard to talk about it confortably so gather round kids I'm Dr. Puberty.

Well, last night online I IMed my old best friend from high school named Kristen we ended our friendship about a year after a pretty bad fight online. So i found out her screenname through some e-mails and finally Imed her last night. She started off saying that "We've had a rocky past but fighting isn't neccissary anymore", well I was like how ( Read more... )

Quick update, I work 40 hours a week and have no time for any of you poor souls. Also, a friend from work is having some problems and I'mm having some problems and the whole world has problems I guess overcoming them is the challenge... hmm well we'll see.

Ok, this is a good story for you in which I did nothing wrong ! (For Once, haha ( Read more... )

I swallow the knife, it cuts my throat. The blood runs thick through me and my skin absorbs the pain. I've swallowed the same knife everyday, and now it's running out. There is none left, how will I ease the pain. My voice seems so small when I'm with you. It seems to carry through the wind along with my feelings, I can sweep them away no ( Read more... )