Well, this is the last entry in this journal ( Read more... )

Tonight, tonight was just what I needed. Everything changes with time, but at least I can hold on to the memories we've created. So beautiful.

You make all the surrounding bullshit disappear...thank you.

Good night.

I'm the one who puts myself into the vulnerable positions, so I probably deserve it when I get hurt. I don't know why I do it. Why do I care, why do I want to love so much? Why do I constantly set myself up for disappointment?

I don't think anyone can give me what I want.

I used to really, really love Christmas. Every year since I learned who Santa Claus really was, my love for this season has deteriorated. This year I could honestly say that I don't feel anything -- I don't hate the holidays, but I'm no longer affected by them. We won't even be home for Christmas Eve/Day. But, something about the way people are ( Read more... )

Everyone needs to take a cue from Marisa Demko. Girls and guys, everyone, seriously. She is my personal hero for this year so far. She takes on more than ANYONE else, does it all WELL, and without complaining. She still does some things that she enjoys, and she always has a good attitude. I wish I had half of her self confidence. Props to her ( Read more... )

I had a lot to say. But I swallowed it, or it kind of snuck away.

It's likely that I will pay

At a later date.

If only I could wish it away.

Hey.

As soon as I get back from break, I'm making a new journal. This one has about run it's course...not that i'm undergoing a major change or anything (though sometimes I wish I was ( Read more... )

Yeah, so, fighting with my Mom ( Read more... )

For Christmas, I'm getting recording equipment/music stuff...we're going to start putting the EP together as soon as we get back. We're ready, we are so ready. We're going to get merch too, but that can wait a bit (we're not Riot, woot woot ( Read more... )

Half jokingly, she told me that I was too young to know what love really is.

No reply.

Perhaps I'm too old.