that you can love life and hate it so much at the same time.

it smells like cinnamon buns in here.wich is odd , considering there is none in the vicinity. I wonder if its safe to think that, since the smell of burning toast is the sign of a seizure...there may be some large medical problem in my near future...or im hungry

im sorry
i cant even hear myslef think,
im so sorry

however, i have this sinking feeling that i am not a human but a heartless, drunken robot.

There is snow on the ground, and there is lightning in the sky. The weather appears to be as deeply confused as I am. I can do it alone, but the problem with that is being alone just happens to be very lonely. Your heart can heal, but never fully. Its like walking with a limp, something that may never go away .You just have to learn to deal with ( Read more... )

someone has been brought to my attention , someone i met three years ago and spent only a mere week with..and never saw after that. He was part of the week that truly changed my life and i totaly lost contact with him , now he lives accross the country and i will probably never see him again, Most of the people i spent that week with i will never ( Read more... )

eventually,
everything.
everyone.
everywhere.
ends.

(and its heartbreaking)

i sold my soul for a pack of ciggarettes. i strongly maintain that i have no surfacing regrets.

will i ever be more than i am? will my words ever make a lasting effect on another human? will anyone ever, feel truly and perfectly okay without some sort of substance backing the feeling up?will i ever be able to sleep through the whole night again?

i liked today , today was good