i need a fucking job so fucking bad i could fucking slit my wrists and write a fucking emo song 10times about the whole fucking ordeal.

please please please, for the love of fucking christ, let me wake up in madison tomorrow where at least i would find at least 1 fucking genuine person and a welcoming fucking sunrise.

"each does what he does of necissity, not freely, but the first man is more fortunate in that what he must do turns out to be the very thing that he wants to do." -Locke ( Read more... )

...how i've turned into an conduit for immediate disbursement of karma ( Read more... )

but.not a cloud in the calmest skies.not a peaceless nerve brushed still by comfort and infinite regress of all that onced mattered turning to empty shell.fading what was muttered.to a single simple cell ( Read more... )

i'm just a dissonant chord ( Read more... )

i may never know ( Read more... )

...actually, i really dont think i care enough to write everything i was going to ( Read more... )

dizzy. in a way that makes me feel like i'm on a boat. every day lately ( Read more... )

Three Names I Go By ( Read more... )

public announcement ( Read more... )