so whatever. i tried to start a new livejournal, but i could never really perfect it like this one. i don't really know how to explain what i mean by that. but i must've had a lot of time on my hands back in high school. every time i try to write in here i just get distracted or bored ( Read more... )

how can the smell of smoke remind me of one person? solely one person, whom i didn't even like. in fact i loathed him. the feeling of cold and the smell and taste of smoke is all him. it's certainly not fair, at all. and i hate how memories are so refined. no that's not the right word. they are. they make things seem better than they really were. ( Read more... )

i like the open country road at night. it is one of my favorite things, along with the sound car ties make on a wet road, and road signs with knives and forks on them to signify food, and beds to signify sleep. and the sight of an airplane at night, with its landing lights on. everything that is stupid by day seems intelligent and meaningful by ( Read more... )

A philosophy that emphasizes the uniqueness and isolation of the individual experience in a hostile or indifferent universe, regards human existence as unexplainable, and stresses freedom of choice and responsibility for the consequences of one's acts

ADAM - I'm sorry but the dream I had the night previous to last was really lame it was just me worrying about this paper I had to write and then actually waking up an hour before the class and having to.. take care of it. I think the dream made me remember it though, because I'd completely forgotten about it. Then I went to class turned it in and ( Read more... )

So, today in the elevator this boy said "sweet shoes" to me and I said "thanks" and it reminded me of the scene in A Walk to Remember where the popular kids tell Jamie they like her sweater when they really don't and she said "thank you" ..I mean, I'm not too sure if this was the case. but the guy looked like a frat guy. and my shoes are pretty ( Read more... )

The worst part about being alone is feeling really sick and not having anyone to hold you. It's smoking and eating fast food and not having anyone to tell you not to. It's wondering if anyone will ever care for you like he did, or wondering if he really cared about you at all. Yeah, that's the worst part. It's sleeping alone and waking up alone. It ( Read more... )

I just can't really think straight. And out on the street, are so many possibilities to not be alone ( Read more... )

ok so i lied about my journal being dormant. i have nobody to talk to, really. so i'll just talk to this. home from college. working at the bank. broke up with my boyfriend. not really doing anything... ever. i was thinking about becoming a pothead or something but i don't really want to. i'm sitting here with my mom. she asked me why i was seeming ( Read more... )

DORMANT