A lot of shit has happened.
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This is a short collection of poems that I have written as of late. A mixture of thoughts also ( Read more... )

Not in the greatest mood. I'm not happy, to say the least ( Read more... )

[I have been having some good days recently. At times, I feel like the weight has been fully lifted. I just need a job and soon. That immense guilt still pains me from within. I am also scared of moving again.]

Inspiration seems to be coming ever strong... but through a distorted filter.

Today I went out to eat Japanese for lunch and it was really good... I also got my new issue of Shojo Beat! So all is well currently... a new Shojo Beat just always seems to bring a big smile to my eyes.
I have been listening to an awesome local band lately, AbSynthe. I actually have four of their songs on my MySpace page. I am looking forward to ( Read more... )

Sometimes the hurt doesn't show and the pain is unknown... until someone or something reminds you of it all, and it becomes a part of you again. No matter how someone can try to get rid of it, the feeling is permanent. No one can seem to console me. No one is trying to see into what is making me this way. No one is even talking to me ( Read more... )

 
I sit here, alone, bound in my contemplation.
I'm beginning to think that life is just a very long, sad ballad that needs to stop playing.

It's all about the gloss!
Seven tugs at Airyn.
Seven: Help meee!!!
Airyn stares at Seven.
Seven: I can't find my lip baaalm...
Seven trudges around.
Seven: Help me find it!
Airyn gets up and sits back down.
Seven: You didn't help me, you don't love meee...
Airyn: I didn't know a guy like you would care so much about lip gloss.
Seven: I need it. 
Airyn: ( Read more... )

 
I hate being ill.

 
Whatever will not kill me will make me stronger.
Wish me luck.