september was a tragic month, starting off with the death of my best friend, peter. i cried for days and i'm still crying now. september ended with finding out that another great friend of mine may have cancer as well. we sat together a few nights ago and he cried in front of me and told me that he was more scared than i could ever know. and i don' ( Read more... )

i never feel like i can actually write here. something about livejournal is so incredibly uninviting. even with bars and locks and chains around every one of my entries, i find it increasingly hard to write about the things that actually concern me. what is it about this text box, this uniformed look, that i find so intimidating ( Read more... )

It's my birthday today. I'm nineteen and fully legal in Canada. :)

But it's starting out to be a bad day because my computer is broken again.

Tomorrow, everyone in Canada over the age of eighteen should be voting. And not for the Conservatives because I'd hate to see this country start moving backwards after so many years of quickly moving forwards, surpassing other countries with our standard of living.

Vote, dammit.

"Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. Love does not demand its own way. Love is not irratable, and it keeps no record of when it has been wronged. It is never glad about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every

"my breast is cradled in the curve of my guitar. i'm breaking strings and other things, playing hard. no, i'm not on the rag, but i'm not on the run. i am matching the big boys, one for one. and i must admit, i'm having myself some fun.

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