It looks to me as though things could begin going rather more nicely for me than they have of late. Or should I say, certain things. Because I honestly couldn't ask for much more than I have in some areas of my life ( Read more... )

And I fucking refuse to elaborate on that statement. Just take it at face value.

I've decided to go back to school this January ( Read more... )

Regression is such a slippery thing to meditate upon. Sometimes it eludes all my conscious thought, and sometimes it settles into my stomach for a queasy, guilty feeling ( Read more... )

An ex-boyfriend and good friend died a few days ago, in a car accident. I can't believe this happened. I miss him, and I wish I could see him again.

I've been seriously thinking that maybe I need to take some prescription antidepressants. Like, a lot of them. But I don't have insurance, and I hated being drugged up all throughout my adolescence. Fuck. I don't know what to do. I'm sick of being so down all the time.
I miss my friends. But at least I'm on the road again, and not stuck in Arizona

It's been just about two months since I've been traveling, a little baggage of wonder, and sometimes, complacency ( Read more... )

This'll be my last entry before tramping down the road. I'm hitting the Langarado music festival in Fort Lauderdale, then taking my time up the East coast towards Vermont. I've got everything I need, and I've already given away most of my things. My parents agreed to store a few boxes, although they disapprove of my reasons for and methods of ( Read more... )

Bah, fuck the lightning. What have I to do with semi-irrational phobias? It isn't as though it is terrifically likely that I would be struck silly if I'd just remained in bed and tried to get back to sleep. I just can't stand the strobe-like flashings, the startling shock of sound a few moments later, and the pictures that float through my mind ( Read more... )

I'm not hurt, I'm not heartbroken. For once, I'm just a little bit angry. I feel like I've been fucked with.
"Why not, Julien continued, if there is an afterlife?... Count upon it, if I find the Christians' God, I'm done for: he's a despot, and as such, he's full of thoughts of vengeance; his Bible talks of nothing but dreadful punishments. I've ( Read more... )