it's a little like banging on a door with no one behind it or accidently breaking someone's favorite glass pipe. is it normal to melt into a puddle on the ground when the rain clouds hover and open their mouths? where is the framework that holds it together and why is it so wounded by the weather? it ran away and away and down and down and away, ( Read more... )

It was so simple in the moonlight, now it's so complicated

"Up up down down left right left right B A start
Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you"

it's been kimya dawson and the moldy peaches. we are repulsive.

filled with sweet potato casserole and turkey and that fine christmas cheer.

The magic number is 5 virgo and loud noise. Lost as fuck aimless driving ringing phone calls. Mushrooms hyperballad far out man. Hangovers and chapped lips are awful but I sure do know that wendy houston is glamorous! Christmas shopping today!

i can't stop crying. i just got my appendix taken out and i'm in a lot of pain and of all the 3 people i know that partially care about me, none will come visit me. it's really very awful being alone especially when 98% of your hometown despises you. the only thing i really want for christmas is for someone to make time to visit me. that's all. i ( Read more... )

I am alone ( Read more... )

last night was psychotic. i don't remember most of it but i like it that way. i have gathered bits of the night and pieced them together. i got drunk. taylor and i broke up, over the phone. got drunk emotions. blacked out and woke up to a feast of mcdonalds and condoms before my face. got laid. stayed up all night and had the most beautiful and ( Read more... )

i dyed my hair and i'm not done but i hope it'll look decent and i'm wishing i would have the guts to just cut it all off but i just cant.

i have been focusing more on school and my grades are improving and it feels good.

i got some purple and blue heels today, thanks mom.

i hope i get that phone call...

I'm trying to distinguish my days from my nights and begin to sort out my shit. I feel like i need to reassemble my brain; take it out of my head and put the peices back in the correct space. I can't tell if my lack of sleep is affecting my rapid mood swings. But the signals aren't as clear as i wish they were and i find myself dreaming about the ( Read more... )