Fuuuuuck. One day in Wisconsin and I'm sick... again. See, if I didn't work in direct contact with the general public, or amongst highschoolers for that matter, I'd be a healthier person. Physically and mentally, actually. Effing Panera ( Read more... )

Thank you, Arcturus.

I knew I had smelled it before. Fall is approaching. And with it the usual nostalgia. It is unmistakable now. I can't wait for Halloween, and not even in the typical sense. Technically I can dress strangely whenever I want... something I feel I should indulge in more often ( Read more... )

Perhaps if I learned to care more... if I replaced what genuine malice I own with love... maybe I would be a more successful person ( Read more... )

I sensed something different in the air tonight. It was a light scent, a bit cooler and refreshing... more invigorating than the passing heavy fragrance of summer. I couldn't help but smile as I raised my face to the sky. In nature, things are always changing; especially now, it seems. To me, these meager minutes of twilight stab me in the heart ( Read more... )

"Dobranoc, Stephania, dobranoc! Please, Stephania."

She gave up, turned to me, and smiled nervously.
Her eyes mirrored something dreadfully familiar.

"She never says goodnight to me anymore... "

I would close the door, shut off the lights, and stand on tiptoes with my chin lifted toward the sky. The sweet scent of cedar as I dreamed, the frosty condensation of shallow breaths upon cold glass, I lived for these moments every night. Fourteen years old, my hope lie there in the heavens, just out of reach. The silver moon holding me tightly in ( Read more... )

WHY IS THE 80'S MOD SCENE RE-TAKING OVER THIS COUNTRY?! WHHHHYYYYYYY???!!!!

I've always loathed stretch pants. Always.

Why the hell am I so fucking lethargic? What the crap is wrong with me??!!
GRR!!!

This is vastly annoying.

So, I get these headaches every once and a while. I have previously compared them to either A) being stabbed repeatedly in the temples with the eraser end of a pencil or B) having my head squeezed by this vicous pair of tongs with itty bitty sharp tacks on each end. Or C) both. I pick C tonight ( Read more... )