living it up in athens but it still is not the same when you've got a hole in your heart from all the missing you're doing...

oh goodness. i love love, just like the next girl on the block, but it is hard when you are 6950 miles away and all you want to do is kiss him senseless and say i love you forever.

well, i am happy now.

not happy that i will be away from him for over a month, but i am happy nonetheless.

i just want to be happy, please. i feel that i am not happy.

i guess i would have to define the happiness i feel now as one that is ever fleeting, and i feel as if i am easily depressed.

i would like to be happy. truly happy. never fleeting.

i am a bass drum, the throb in your head, hey, hey.

basically i am tired and sick and blehhhhhhhhhhh

but i don't want to play any theater for you. i don't want to stage a single piece for you.

i feel you. i don't want to play a single piece for you.

i need a leather jacket and some pomade.

and a huge shirt.

give me one.

k thanks.

i also need a hamburger and some butcher paper.
oh and some auto tune software.

"I miss how my life used to be,
Before your lies got the best of me.
You and your perfectly faked smile.
Every lie and word I believed,
Because of a faux love you concieved,
I'm stuck in a fake reality,
Which lead to my heart's fatality
Soon, my mind, another causality."

"Maybe it's because you're one of those people that believes that sometimes, the most reckless thing you can do with your heart, is not being reckless with it."

this christmas feels right... it feels so much better than last year ( Read more... )

I got a job. I am happy. I will have money and not be a poor girl with an addiction to buying lots of food.

Yay.