So yeah, I have an entirely new and amazing reason for going back to Bloomsburg. Funny how you can put up with shit for so fucking long, then life just drops an opportunity into your lap.
Oh I love it, I love it so.
Oh yeah and this has absolutely nothing to do with school at all. Hahaha I love it.

So tonight sucked, and only better exemplified my inability to fit in with anyone. I got stone cold drunk with gary, played video games and completely and utterly made an ass of myself by managing to try to 'talk black' when every time I did it seems some random black girl would walk by and give me that whole oh no you didnt look. Yeah you know the ( Read more... )

Wow... I'm really fucking bored ( Read more... )

You know what? Being able to think about things is quite poissibly the worst curse that anyone can ever have. Right now I'm somewhere stuck between being a mess and reworking my entire life. I was in a long relationship because I needed someone there for me. Now that I'm alone, I feel like I am well... alone. I'm sick of waiting for things to fall ( Read more... )

It's been a while, this I was expecting. What I wasn't expecting was how much things have changed. I did a lot of things I shouldn't have last year, and while they weren't exactly helpful I did end up benefiting from the end results. I feel a lot older than I am, and it's starting to show on the outside. From work to Bloomsburg, people keep telling ( Read more... )

I know for a fact that I will never 'find' myself because I live like I'm watching a movie of myself. I react and decide on gut instinct... which solves any moral dilemmas, but I sometimes feel like I don't have a soul.

Looking back on this journal, I see many things. I see a young man, confused in his adolesence, I see a tortured relationship, and a failing family. The interesting part is that I do not really remember any of it. Well, I suppose I remember some of it now because I'm actually reading about it, but I don't really remember it's entirety ( Read more... )

I think that I might just end up missing this... late nights, early sunrises, falling asleep on the roof...
but could I really?

Well then, it's been about what... seven months since my last serious update ( Read more... )

Don't miss me too good.