To divulge my thoughts once again.
I am lost.
again.
I'm in need of
enlightenment.
heart.
understanding.
no.

____isolation.
It's time to reconstruct something withering..

Satisfaction Kills Desire.
My desire's more past vanished.

This is more difficult to articulate.
but I'm still trying.
Gritting my teeth because I know it must be done.
Feelings ( Read more... )

I want to live again.
I want to start everything over again.
I want to get this right.

Difficulties is only a candy coated term for what we're encountering.
It looks as if it's destruction.
I don't want that to happen.
I don't know what to do or say.
Lack of words.
Surplus of feelings.

shit.

Despite all my rage I am just a rat in a cage.

I'll do anything I can the wrong way.

Yesterday I had three of the most poop subjected conversations of my life.

First I recieve an IM going something along these lines:

Unmentioned name: Imagine a world with no toilets! Just think about that..
Me:  well.. do i have to?
Unmentioned name: NO i'm serious....people would be pooping everywhere!
Me: Even if we didn't have toilets we'd ( Read more... )

Well it has been decided.

Jake and I are going back in time.
Killing Jesus.
And after this we tell them we are the true gods.

They will obey us.

Time will be altered forever.

I'm sorry but, we will be your masters.
More updates on your life according to us later... when we work out the details.

Drama always.

It likes to tear me up and wear me down.

But in the mist of that, there's always something.. or someone to make it better.
Just when I've finally had enough, there's always something to keep me from falling.

Its a horrendous cycle.

Breaking point.
reconstruction.
Happy.
Crushed.
Repeat.

Everytime I fool myself into ( Read more... )

It's 12 o'clock in the afternoon.

and..

I am not in school. I am at the public library which sits not even 5 minutes from my house.

I should be in school.

But in all thanks to my mother, this day was possible.

I came home from work at about 10 p.m yesterday night. (my ride got out of work late)

I ignore my non exsistent dinner in the kitchen ( Read more... )

Impurity.

My thoughts are definitely impure.
my body.
my mind.
the ciggarette between my ice cold fingers...

Innocence will never last.
innocence is niavity.
in a way...

Is it better to be niave or to see the world with bleeding eyes?
it's a question I ponder way too often.

Smoke swirls into the sky and my body  is automaticlly more ( Read more... )

I'm an offical emo kid.
join my club.

OK.

the last 6 entries were actually written awhile ago..which is why they have a date in the title.
thats the actual date it was written.
NOT TODAY.

I kind of forgot about LJ for awhile.
I'll try to do this more frequently though.

<3