I close my eyes I see your face
Every inch of your skin I begin to retrace
Let me be the voice inside your head
Listen to me whisper
We can sleep when we're dead ....what an away message

I miss Clockwork.

I can't believe that I haven't written an entry in a week. I've been too physically and emotionally drained to think, let alone write about it. I'm getting along well in my new job I think. Today was very irksome because we had a visiting manager who wouldn't let me do the jobs that I enjoy. The others who started the same time as me got to ( Read more... )

Have I become a cynic? I just said that emotion has no use, and I meant it. And thinking back I still mean it. What is the point of emotion? It enriches our lives, gives them meaning, makes experiences worthwhile, helps us grow and learn. But do we need it? Would we die without it? No. Would we make better decisions if emotion were not a ( Read more... )

I got on facebook last night and I found a message from James. What on earth?? I'm starting to wonder if I should take out a restraining order on this guy. What if he comes to my house? Should I seriously be worried? What if he tries to hurt me? It's not right that I should even have to worry about these things, but I'm no fool. There is ( Read more... )

I had my first day of work this morning. It went well I think. I don't know how I did as a salesperson, but I had a pretty good time. I really do like working in retail I think. I was too tired to read when I got home. I'm falling in to my usual summer routine: work, sleep, tv, sleep, do it again. I don't think that I'm well. I'm always ( Read more... )

reallynamedrose: i guess it doesn't matter then ( Read more... )

I hate posting the same thing on multiple sites. Or at least I think it's a bit of a waste. But this was really good, and I figure if I put it on here I can elaborate on the methods by which I check the various items off the list. So here's what I want to accomplish this summer ( Read more... )

I'm so exhausted at this point I can hardly think, let alone write. I have spent the past two days at the mall trying to find a job (also on Saturday), and I have six interviews. One of them was today, and I think it went well. I don't really want to work at any of the places I'm applying. I would rather work in a used record store, or be a ( Read more... )

Today was boring. I have nothing to say.

...and this is how we write a boring journal entry Clockwork dear...

I can't bear to write about my last moments yet. I don't want to fall into a mood. I will say though that last week was very painful and I didn't have much contact with people, and on Thursday night Clockwork and I didn't talk much. I was really sad though and, luckily, I went up to sit with him when he went to bed. He said I could stay, so I ( Read more... )