I feel stale.
Every muscle in my body is made of nothing but
cardboard and abrasive carpet and infomercials and the horrible burn of a runny nose.
There is no kind of change I can create to lose a physical state like this.

If it was summer again everything would be much, much, much better.

Anathallo is this Friday and I'm very excited.
Saturday is Oktoberfest and I'm very, very, very excited and
after Oktoberfest Logan is coming to visit, which is a given about being excited.

I think I'm going to start using this more often even though I think they're sort of worthless.

I am honestly losing my mind.

I'm sorry, in advance, for anything I do within the next two weeks. Because I've finally figured out what is for the best and everything that just needs to happen.

My life is exactly how I want it to be. This could mean two things, this is all too good to be true and something bad is going to happen. Or, you know, things could just keep going this way.

Time for school.
I love you.
I miss you.

I feel silly awkwardly avoiding songs that remind me of my past or people in my past. Its not because I haven't moved on from those situations or anything, because I honestly have, but I just like not thinking of them. They belong in my past. I should just make a list of the songs so when it starts to play I can pull it out if one starts when I don ( Read more... )

"It's nothing but time and a face that you'll lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose
I'll write you a postcard, I'll send you the news.
From the house down the road, from real love."

I want you to go, my only worry is that you won't come back.

Never mind.