i can't find some of my emo poetry from a number of years ago. : / ...guess I should cry about it. ...and tell the whole world. ...livejournal, you're such a good listener.
...back to procrastinating... i mean...being productive.

Somewhere between Poe and Fitzgerald ( Read more... )

steadfast is the wind that guides my ship towards the horizon, to a destination unknown ( Read more... )

So, I've been writing a few... "emo" posts lately. I figure, it's time for a positive one. I'm home with the family for a couple days of spring break. I have to finish this esay that I was supposed to have done. ...not too worried about it since someone else asked about turning it in late and he seemed chill about it. ...saw my sister and my ( Read more... )

It is not easy to remain optimistic. I have my moments, but they are fading. I cannot solve the worlds problems on my own. ...(audience shouts, "Duh!") ...anyway, i have my dreams. I pulse, expanding with energy and enthusiasm and contracting with a sense of futility and the fear that it brings. It is difficult to keep this rhythm, this pulse ( Read more... )

Depressed because I don't believe in love. (true love). yeah, there is affection. Yeah, people support each other. but this is not the same thing ( Read more... )

Just because you're paranoid, it doesn't mean they're not out to get you ( Read more... )

Someday we die. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But someday. And all we have done will be swept aside by the tide of history. Few things that we have done will remain to impact future generations. Of course, one could focus on the ephemeral, fleeting present. There are many things one could do in the present which would affect other ( Read more... )

Satin night, sleep tight ( Read more... )

I need to vent. Call me. I know that I should post some random ridiculous rant on this forum, but I prefer to talk on the phone ( Read more... )