Fuck ( Read more... )

To all of my ardent LiveJounral fans ( Read more... )

Yeah...so...I live in a Motel.
For a week.

Refridgerator?
Yep.
2 beds?
Yep.
Stinky?
Yep.

Shower stall sessions?
Yep. I think so.

I woke up this morning to the manager of motel knocking at my door demanding money.
I paid him.
Reclutantly.I was late to work because my fucking alarm clock failed on me. A continious reminder of how fucked up ( Read more... )

Best night ever.

The whole changing styles thing wasn't as hard as I thought it would be.
It can be very disracting when driving though.
Oh well.

*smile*

I missed smiling.
And actually feeling it.

<3k

Very interesting week.

Tickets were destroyed.
Homes were lost.
People were helped.

I am happy....for the first time in weeks...and this time I didnt have to run away to prove it to myself.
All it took was a little honesty.
And a shitload of Brad Pitts TERRIBLE acting.
I'll have to see Meet Joe Black again to compare.

Changing stylesI think ( Read more... )

Drowning

A convienant way of saying goodbye.

Greyhound.

A very painful, unconvienant way of saying goodbye. Not saying goodbye at all.

I wonder if I'm alone inside your head.

Theres no more trying.

Born into a field of flowers....delicately smothered by angel wings.

I'm bleeding again.

I decided that my last entry needed continuation. I read it....and I was greeted with the familiar sound of nothing ( Read more... )

I thought it strange when all of this shot into my mind whilst driving....it's weird how this enclosed space can make me think so clearly. I wish everything was as relaxing ( Read more... )

Did I make a mistake?

I'm so confused.

Actually I'm not.
It was fucking awesome. New. Exciting.

And just in time.

Mutual?

Who knows.

-generally not the same