I can't taste what her eyes speak in the green clicklighted leather interior of a greyhound bus, though I know she doesn't care; the beauty is in the brutality- watch as she looks at me, identifies another threat, watch as I am checked on periodically, as I am another island she needs to sail around; the beauty is in the brutality- watch as in her ( Read more... )

goodbye exploding! now

Where is it?

livejournal ( Read more... )

School is over for good ( Read more... )

I will throw up.

college decision made- yes.
senior letters finished- yes.
sentiments left- only the ones necessary, which is more than enough.
a friend made that I value more than most- yes.
bitterness defeated by simply answering the question?
Yes. Oh, very yes. Good bye, you stinky, pretentious monkey.

-in control, smiling, and standing up straight.

Hey, Livejournal. I've seen you around, just thought... well, you know. Harsh last words- and there was that one time recently, we had a moment- I'd like to let you know that I've been seeing someone else ( Read more... )

It's sort of difficult ( Read more... )

I failed.
I tried so hard these past six months, to do something at all, and I've failed.
I'm supposed to be anxious, now.

but you know, I feel free instead. What may come will.