Ive been a talker since I was in grade school. Always the kid with a lot of words but nothing that interesting to say. As I grew older and experienced new things, I also began to say new things. Interesting things ( Read more... )

Tonight is quiet ( Read more... )

Holy fuck this journal filled with the rantings of an emo-teenager that needed to grow a set. It's painful to read, but that... was once me.

I've come a long way.

So out of touch ( Read more... )

Vacation begins in... 4 days! It'll be awesome. I shouild really beginworking out my schedule, so I know what Im going to be doing while Im gone. While Im doing this, my dumb little puppy will continue to chew on his prize posession, the coat hanger he dug out of my closest...

Thursday- Bus leaves at 7am. Arrives in Toronto for 12, arrives in ( Read more... )

Exhaustion, sets in. Like the dawn in the morning, the sun slowly extends its arms across the land, its light touching every leaf, every blade of grass, dipping over the darkest corners. I can feel my body is drained. I have no more energy left within me, all that is left is the burning fire that quells deep within my heart ( Read more... )

Another long night, another day gone by ( Read more... )

My cats sleeping in the baby carriage my mom had bought for my sister whose pregnant. Aint that the cutest thing ( Read more... )

Subtle winds in the west cause hurricans in the east. Point Blank exists. Ottawa is no longer the stranger I once took it for. Girls are now woman, boys are now men. Life is no longer slow, and time is no longer fast. Im free to be, to see, this life, of curiosity.

Welcome back Live Journal.

Da shit has hit the roof.

1. Full Name: Martin James Roy ( Read more... )