Some lyrics to start this off:

Moist - Breathe ( Read more... )

You know, I really wish someone was here to talk to me. No, I don't mean here - Kat and her girlfriend are next door, and there's people downstairs who I could all talk to, I suppose, if I wanted to break up the good times. No, I mean I wish you were here (meaning anyone who's reading this). It's a stressful time of the year, and I think everyone ( Read more... )

The lyrics to some songs that I'm going to be performing soon, and think are awesome.

Fix You - ColdplayWhen you try your best but you don't succeed ( Read more... )

There has never been a more confusing time for me than right now ( Read more... )

I, Amy Dryden, have a problem ( Read more... )

I've been really off all of January. School does to me...everything seems much simpler when I'm at work. I have a lot of great people there, some support me like I'm their own child or sibling, or best friend. I always feel really important, vital, like if I'm ever not in my good working condition, there will be a hole that is not easily filled. ( Read more... )

I hate crossing bridges, knowing that you can't turn back once you take those steps. We do everyday, even though we might not realize it. And I hate it. Once something is said, that can't be changed. Once something is done, that *really* can't be done. We can't un-act, un-hurt a friend, un-expose ourselves, or un-live our life. I suppose that makes ( Read more... )

I've been living in a metaphorical sense, lately. It just feels like my soul floats away from me, up above, or over there, or just somewhere else. Getting lost, and walking for hours on end, was probably the best thing for me in a while. I thought about closing down, sinking back, censoring myself. Getting other friends. Disappearing. I'm glad I ( Read more... )

I've been a little complicated lately. I should really start writing more down, but I guess I've been too busy...man, I need to start carrying my journal around with me everywhere. But I disgress ( Read more... )

What you have lost will be found,
and what you have found...will be lost. - Chain of Memories Truth can be beautiful, no ( Read more... )