i've always been afraid to admit it before...

but i'm lonely.  not all the time, but enough to make me stop and think...why?

so now that's off my chest.

i always wonder:

why are we so concerned with figuring out the details of everyone else's life and mind when we can't even figure out our own?

discuss.

i look forward to taking a vitamin every morning ( Read more... )

with all of this fucking shit that's happening, more than anything else,i just wish i knew WHAT THE FUCK is going on...

"I asked myself a lot of things, things that couldn't be answered, to force myself to grieve more.  It seemed as if I wanted to sustain my grief, to assure myself that I had cared deeply enough ( Read more... )

"For exactly the same reason, it is sometimes satisfying to cut yourself and bleed.  On those gray days where eight in the morning looks no different from noon and nothing has happened and nothing is going to happen and you are washing a glass in the sink and it breaks--accidentally-- and punctures your skin.  And then there is this shocking red, ( Read more... )

Are you alive
Is there a young woman inside
Does she know that we're trying to help her
Is she totally frozen with fear
Can she feel can she hear can she see?
If you let her come out for a day
She might even like it and stay
But it's gonna take you to invite her
Cuz you seem so determined to spite her

*KT Tunstall

I guess you want someone perfect
But that's not how I want to be
Cuz, baby, if I was perfect
You wouldn't be good enough for me

So find yourself a fairy godmother
To create a non-existent person

As for me
I love the flaws I see
The beauty, to this beholder, is if you hold her
                      Even though you know
                      There's a crack in ( Read more... )

So...

After last night, the whole giving up drinking and smoking thing just went to shit.

Go figure.

If wise man says "it's just time you need", how long will it take to find the thing I seek?  The cosmic crystal ball's rusted and needs to be dusted cuz clarity's a rare commodity and, frankly, to me, an oddity.  What's clear and precise and real and nice?  Not much.  Our loquacity's a bust.  And, as such, I would ask wise man to pipe down.  I don' ( Read more... )