This is what I wrote yesterday ( Read more... )

rumors suck..
I hate people.

Happy Easter, or something. I have don't nothing. Sleep elludes me still... Caffine simply cannot aid me much longer. Should I sleep to feed the need of sleep? Nah, perhaps some other time ( Read more... )

I read the news paper yesterday.. A man died in Iraq, so I thought, "Oh another death... Whate else is new?" So I read the whole article.. And the last words made my heart stop ( Read more... )

( no passion for fashion )

( Digital )

Ashley has discovered Digital Cameras. hee hee hee
( Ashley's taking pictures )

Tuesday afternoon. Typing typing and typing again. What to say, what to say, nothing at all it seems. All that's in my head is, "How could I say I'm sorry." I didn't mean to make him feel that way. I could just see it in my mind... Him sitting on his bed, music sheets laid out infront of him, him scratching his head trying to memorize the notes. ( Read more... )

Monday morning, it feels different. Strange in a way... Woke up with the phone to my ear. I fell asleep talking to him again. And once again I kick my own ass. Grasping at the same alarm clock day after day, in search for the time, my mind debating whether it's the right time to get up or just lay back down and close my eyes for another hour ( Read more... )

Please don't mind that. Anyway today, was like anyother day ( Read more... )