i keep waking up unclothed and unable to remember how i ended up that way....

i take this disgustingly mathematical statistics class early each morning for two and a half hours, but instead of paying attention and taking notes like an industrious and diligent student, i spend the whole time staring into space, drawing stars into my notebook and writing lists like this one:details ( Read more... )

i thought i was over it. it's been twenty-seven months since you told me the secret that was destined to break my heart. it's been twenty months since you were ripped away from me, tearing the dreams from my mind and the soul from my chest and dragging them across the broken glass ground behind you. it's been eighteen months since you came back ( Read more... )

my head aches, my eyes burn, i have a slew of homework to do and i needed to be asleep a while ago considering i have to get up early in the morning to cope with statistics and the glaring sun, but nevertheless, i've spent the past forty-five minutes sitting here typing an entry into this journal because i wanted to get these sentiments out while ( Read more... )

sorry that this is so messy; it was scribbled during the long, bumpy bronco ride through the mountains coming back from canada. and sorry it's so big; my image editor is broken.

over. (again)

my face aches from crying too much. i've been trying so hard to be happy and it's just not fucking working. i don't know what else to do. i don't know what else to say.

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i know this journal is really lacking in content lately. a lot has been going on and i've had a great deal to share on all matters concerned, but i just can't seem to get around to it. i'm not going to try to write about any of it now because i'm too achingly-cold boned, sniffling, sneezing, eyes watering, swollen glands and tingling with fatigue ( Read more... )

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