I dislike silence. This post has no particular aim or significance. I've just been thinking in words a lot lately, and typing is always my number one soothing thing to do. It centers me. I could really just sit and type for hours. Seems like a weird thing to enjoy so much. Just the act of typing. But I do ( Read more... )

And if I come here, and I re-find a new/old catharsis, will it be found again ( Read more... )

Fuck this. I'm done. I'm also an idiot. I should have shut this thing down a long time ago. My own fault. But it's gone too far. So, you can all stop coming here, because this site is now incommunicado. I would like to point out, before I sign off, some things that most people seem unable to grasp. This site was where I could get all the ( Read more... )

I'm still shaking. I need to go upstairs and sleep, I need sleep so badly right now. But I'm an idiot, so I'm here instead. I dunno why. There's too much to say. Way too much. Besides, I told this story once today, and once was enough for me ( Read more... )

Some days everything just seems right ( Read more... )

This night, these stars, they shine for you ( Read more... )

...Chrissie's fucking retarded. So tomorrow, at least, is mine, 'cause the thing is next thursday.... which means I'm now missing two therapy sessions in a row. Oops! Oh well! lol.

The words I need are almost there... they'll almost surface... but not quite... so I thought I would dick around on here some more. I need some moosic, I have ( Read more... )

I am tired, and sore, and my throat hurts from screaming at my mother last night and screaming at everyone else today. I'm stuck at school, and I do believe I might not get to see home today until 830. Which hasn't happened in a while. I've gotten pretty used to my quiet time at home, I kind of like it. None today. None tomorrow. No food ( Read more... )

Mmmmm. You know, usually I use this to get things... out. It is, as I've said, my catharsis. I want this feeling in, though. Oh, man, for the rest of forever ( Read more... )

You know what I fucking hate? I fuckin HATE it when people say "I'm gonna let you go" or something, like you're the one that actually wants to get off the phone, or like you're the one that wants to leave. 'Cause, like, what if I don't want to get off the the phone? Then you're just making yourself feel better, acting like you're doing me a ( Read more... )