Right now I'm entertaining (more like thinking to death) the idea of the next phase of my life including a farm house down a dusty road filled with a bed, lots of books, a dog and a guitar for company. The city feels like the antithesis of me. And my insides are slowly gaining momentum for the upcoming moment when I'm ready to run ( Read more... )

I feel stagnant and boring and restless. Summer never seems to fail in its attempts to provoke my reckless behavior...Why can't I just be happy with what I've got?

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sometimes i think i take myself too seriously and hide too much of myself. today i came across my secret music myspace which i've never shared with anyone, so.......here you go.

la misma historia

The most recurring thought I've been having as of late is that my birthday is less than two weeks away, and I feel as if I won't have any friends to celebrate it with.

Seriously, where has everyone gone? And where, for that matter, have I gone?

two months is not enough. this feels like the wrong decision. at least i have a return ticket for the spring? fuck.

well, if there's one thing i can say i've done in the two months that i've been here, it is that i learned to do this:

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most days i feel thoroughly unremarkable.

well, here we go! just like most instances in my life, things change around pretty quickly. i am equal parts excited and nervous about leaving tonight -- the uncertainty is getting to me and it's hard leaving such good friends (and one certain thing that could potentially be really great) behind. BUT in a way, it's kind of a now-or-never ( Read more... )

two weeks can't come soon enough. i can't even trust my own thoughts any more.

FUCK

I've been making a bad habit of poor decisions recently. Making things way more difficult than they need to be. Trying my hand at the 'reckless living' thing, but inevitably it's only me that ends up unfulfilled ( Read more... )