happiness is a very flawed system, a word we give to such an impossiblity. a question of our integrity as human beings. what is this thing that we call happiness. a fleeting moment in our short and unmeaningful existence? something that points directly back to these demeaning ticks of degrees of disappointment. no matter how "happy" we claim to be ( Read more... )

My Bad Ideas All my beginnings fall short of where i'd like to start. I guess now is as good a time as anywhere to pick it up, even if I get stuck with no real entry. why not now? why not here? Life consists of varying degrees of disappointment. Slight changes in the atmosphere we build in our head. We create a perfect world in that tiny space ( Read more... )

life is essentially pointless.
that's it.

i miss him. my logical thinking doesn't go very far, i'm always trying to talk myself out of things when i know i just drag myself in circles. what is it that propels us through life? is it the choices we make... how much is in our control and how much is left to chance/fate/etc? and where do we draw the line? do we leap and hope we made the ( Read more... )

ugh! what do i do. i'm stuck. this sucks.

X_x

my status has not changed.. i still am very happy -but slightly more bitter than usual. i know jealously is an ugly thing but i think that's perhaps more why i'm bitter than anything. i love that i'm not a big party person and i like that the people i hang out with more now are similar yet i can't help but feel so angry that i'm not similar to ( Read more... )

life isn't perfect but i'm soooooooo happy ( Read more... )

fuck! everytime :( i'm too angry to cry right now but my heart hurts.

i miss the feeling of really wanting to be around someone. i miss my old friends from high school. i miss looking forward to everyday.. lookin forward to the nutrition and lunch breaks.. to the dances and sleep overs. the magic has ended and i know it won't be like that ever again... we try to rekindle it every summer but it's never the same. i ( Read more... )

i'm not perfect... not even close to normal.

i think i've found my passion in life:
hating people.

i hate people.

why?
what do i really hate ( Read more... )