what a fucking crazy plane day! i'm incredibly amazed that i actually made it home, after missing my flight, checking two 50 lb. bags, a 20 lb. bag, and my entire art portfolio with two packed carry-ons, hopping on a flight that connected in vegas, catching my original flight that i had missed that morning by about 2 minutes, and getting to ( Read more... )

things are good good good.

i'm sipping a cream soda through a straw while letting the warm sunset shine through my window and lull me into a nap on clean, golden sheets. lots of fruits and vegetables and good conversations lately.

crossing my fingers that it'll last for a little while, i like this life.

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...[like] the little scratch on the roof of your mouth that would heal if only you could stop tonguing it, but you can't.

i think i'm broken.

disappearing again.

i don't know if it's possible to be this close to drowning without some sort of asphyxia. things can be a lot worse, i know, but i'm going to whine just one more time. working 17 hours a week. being in class 13 hours a week, excluding time spent on homework, with 3 of these classes being 300-level these classes include: an anatomy class with a lab ( Read more... )

Starting again.

Too often I'm finding myself jealous of other peoples' lives.

Removing myself from other life thoughts for a while. Needing to find out which medium will be my massage. Don't take what I'm making or who I am.

I'm expecting epiphanies.

I JUST KICKED A DEAD HORSE

feeling like an idiot that i didn't see/realize that it was dead because i had been really really hoping that it wasn't dead. perceptions clouded by unrealistic hope. but! the equine has perished.

now time to do something by doing nothing!

oh, weekend. so, i play.

mistakes left and right
jumping to conclusions