Wow, that's a tough one. Well, not really; I've been surrounded by music most of my life growing up. It helps if your dad is a musician and makes you go to his gigs every now and then, and at the time they played things from contemporary pop to classic rock. There's even a small, poignant picture of me playing with my toy guitar alongside my dad as ( Read more... )

This journal has given birth to many a written rant, and many a venting space was used in the ranting that ensued ( Read more... )

Goddammit. I never thought I'd update this piece of shit again. Unfortunately, my MU 425 professor wants me keep a journal, and seeing as I've apparently accquired the handwriting skills of a split-personality who's both an Engineer and a Doctor - great print writing, but a bitch to write, and at the same time my cursive is fast, but completely ( Read more... )

This will be the first time in a few weeks that I've ever spoken to Elizabeth ( Read more... )

I hope that one day, it doesn't have to be this way.

Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change ( Read more... )

//There are days when you just can't seem to hold things together ( Read more... )

Ever have one of those days when you can't seem to shake that feeling of emptiness, especially when you know that it is your own damn fault?

I do, and it seems to have been happening all week. And has happened for the past week.

I think they call it guilt. I'm not sure. I'm going to seek professional help on that one tomorrow.

"I need a lady to be holding me at night. To feel like someone wants you... and to save on central heating bills."Scary Go Round is funny ( Read more... )

Random soapbox at 3:00 in the morning ( Read more... )

Look, Liz. I'm sorry if I my depression upset or annoyed you last night. I wasn't doing so good ( Read more... )