Maybe I’ve decided to let the happiness thing bet what it is, but I know can still do something about the fun thing and even the joy thing. Honestly, this past day or so has been one of the most joyous I can remember. I wish I could document it and revisit it and say bahg to transience. Right now I’m really too tired to think to remember it all ( Read more... )

Here’s the deal: I have chronic fatigue allergies, broken blood vessels and inexplicable bruises and sneering glances, bipolar hopelessness feelings and the like and the usual bad intentions abound. But whatever I guess. You tell me. I can still breathe calmly and joyously finally when the fireflies come out (finally) I can still read from those ( Read more... )

.00. Think of the first word that comes to mind when you think of me.
.01. Run a Google image search on that word.
.02. Reply to this entry and post one of the pictures from your search, but don't tell me what the word was.
.03. Put this in your journal, so I can do the same

- Grab the nearest book.
- Open the book to page 23.
- Find the fifth sentence.
- Post the text of the sentence on your blog:

"Happy, hell!" -Jake Barnes, the sun also rises

ok here's the deal, everybod. i wanted to get my hair trimmed a little bit more cuz it was tanglied and in my face. and my mom offered to pay for it. well. they fucked. it's kind of short. and this ( Read more... )

01. Reply with your name and I will write something about you ( Read more... )

DEAR EVERYBOD. I AM POSTING COMMENTS IN EVERYBOD'S LJ TODAY SO GET TO IT. ALSO HERE IS THE TRUTH ALWAYS AND FOREVER ( Read more... )

it's like have you ever thought that maybe all the stupid shit was just so you could pull into your driveway at 2:30 in the morning just as the song (THE SONG) is ending? and it still feels good driving in the country under the stars (you can even almost see them here) with the piece of shit car blaring the piece of shit stereo even though now a ( Read more... )

Ok. I'm going to bed with my teddy bear, a kerouac novel, nick drake playing, a buzz, my comforter from home, aaron four feet away. Regardless of anything and everything. Happy me. night. ps, "I can't wait to have a house so I can make toast."

There are so many things to say. So many things that I'll say eventually. Probably not here. But I will say that I spent all night in cars by myself or myself so my dad and I could jump start my car in the back yard and hope like hell it makes made it back to muncie and I feel six and thirty when I hug him to tell him that he's right this time and ( Read more... )