the first weekend i have signed online and haven't seen his screenname...there is a hollow echo inside of me.

i went home last night...explained the whole thing to my mom and stepdad. they were sort of overwhelmed at first...and when i told them i wanted to go to Florida, they told me they didn't want me going by myself. but then after a few ( Read more... )

the day has crept by in a slow blur, punctuated by poignant stabs of grief. for a while, having dinner with my dad, it was dulled. i find that having normal, everyday interactions with human beings who know nothing at all about what i have seen is one of the remedies for the ache in my heart. an ache that physically races through me at times. ( Read more... )

four hours of tortured sleep ( Read more... )

I love you, Fox.

I am powerless.

I cry.

Oh, the irony of my last entry.

A day that began with perfection, a sky of feral blue as clear as the eyes of a maiden. It was as if it were not my eyes that beheld the world, but the sky’s eye that beheld me… And as the day moved on, the pale scars of clouds gathered in strands where the wind’s comb had made them like the flying mane of a silver mare ( Read more... )

i don't know what's up with me today...i'm seriously spastic. oh well, i see it as a good thing. some of my friends gave me wierd looks today, but they love me and know i have my days ( Read more... )

it is night, and they say its going to snow tomorrow. last time they said it--last weekend--they swore up and down we were going to have three inches. for 15, wonderful, glorious minutes, the pristine flakes cascaded from the sky. and then it was gone ( Read more... )

i should be going to bed soon, but i don't feel like sleeping. fortunately my sinuses have stopped aching, though i haven't entirely abandoned kleenexes yet. i have this stupid dry cough once in a while...wish i had some Robutussen (and not just 'cause it tastes good, liz love). but it's 2:40 and there's NO WAY i'm going out there. "Ghetto" Kroger ( Read more... )

i've never been good at consistent journaling. so many thoughts fly through my mind...too quick and numerous to capture. rarely do i feel like writing them down. it is so hard to articulate them into exact words ( Read more... )

Yay for not doing homework.

-and-

Yay for people who make other people's lives hell. (sarcasm, anyone?)

It takes a lot to get me upset. I'm normally a very peaceful person.

But when you mess with my very good friends? Eventually the barrier breaks. Go be miserable in your own corner.
Enjoy yourself.