My tears issue forth like waterfalls. Like torrents of hate. Fuck you, yours, and all of those who don't give a damn. I will reach out no more.

Peace out, fuckers.

PART 1: THE BASICS ( Read more... )

Horrors abound ( Read more... )

I realise, in looking at you, journal... how vague I always have been. I suppose that I could be a little more straight-forward about things ( Read more... )

So, Alex has become my social life. My boyfriend has become an absentee. I am surprised, actually. It is funny, because he rarely actually surprises me.. but when he does, it never fails to be an incredibly heartbreaking experience. Maybe Merry is right. Maybe I am far too optimistic ( Read more... )

On a vraiment peur.
Au secours, s'il te plaît...
Au secours. Je sombre.
Je sombre.

..I am drowning in a sea of regret.

I hath risen. I am alive. I have the seediest of pseudo new years dates. hahaha..wow.

I'm going to actually be home!

Am suddenly on good terms with Alex again. Go figure?

So I don't believe you're in the know ( Read more... )

Darling journal.

Weather continues charming.

Lunch tomorrow with V and the reverend and wife.....

I have to call him at 10.50 and remind him to pick me up.

Eagerly awaiting the fiasco.

Yours in good intention.

K.