February. Was it February?

A few weeks ago I had this dream that I found my son on a swingset. He was like four and he sat with me. Then I woke up and he wasn't there. I felt the most inexplicable sorrow for losing this child...BIZARRE. You can ask my friends how I acted through that day. Then last night I had this dream that I was at this graduation thing and that grads ( Read more... )

sedatehim: do you know how to play spades ( Read more... )

I don't really update my livejournal ( Read more... )

timmhasamullet: want to see star wars tonight ( Read more... )

Every now and then a cloud makes it's way into a blue sky day and it pours ( Read more... )

darkness comes in without knocking ( Read more... )

Of things that are good and great, bad and good, and everything in between...Evil...What is evil? One day I will say, "I know this evil, I have seen it. It has come into my life through him or through that." And so Andrew C. graduates. Eight more years of college to go. I am very unorganized. I am ready to go to Europe. I am ready not to come back ( Read more... )

So after keeping a journal for two years I started this. I vowed not to use my own words but rather just stock it with the words of others. Basically, I started feeling more and more empty. I need to speak. I need to put my heart onto paper. I will never fall in love again. I want revolution more than anything. I'm a total mess but it's seriously ( Read more... )

I've fallen in love many times... always with you. ~Author Unknown