i've been so crabby and tired and weird lately. why am i like this over break? i get enough sleep but im eternally tired. i dont fucking understand why. most of my replies to everyone are "eh" or "meh" or "ok." everyone's been pissing me off lately. im sure i've tweaked a few times too. perhaps its just that there hasnt been joy in christmastime ( Read more... )

Life is so odd, and how sometimes it just feels so good to stand in the rain. As if the tiny raindrops were your undeniable tears; your fears that someday you wouldn't be capable of being sad any longer. Instead of writing your bullshit prose, what will you do? When begging for pity has run dry and the sun shines on the cement, you cannot do ( Read more... )

often times one feels as if they will never free themselves from this slavery i call mediocre. mediocre. what is, what isnt? who really knows besides me? not a soul. for each man there is a new thought, a new passion, a new evil. and for each new evil there is a new love. have you ever observed anyone, thinking "i could love them?" and it's not as ( Read more... )

i rather enjoy the freedom being able to cart my own ass around brings me. it seems like i have so much more time now. not so sure why. i saw a cute guy the other day. with a girlfriend. he kept glancing over at our table. i felt sorrow for him, as his girlfriend frequently took him for granted. he went up to fill her water glass, he went and ( Read more... )

Sifting through Chem, AP English, and AP European History last night I found silly shit kalen drew in Chem ( Read more... )

yeah im pretty sure DAMIEN RICE IS AMAZING ( Read more... )

Hello! My first name is distance... and I really don't care if I never wake up again. Hello... my name is
distance and I really don't care if I [never, ever] ever wake up again. Hello, I .:'really':. don't care if I -ever- wake up again... I really don't care if I ever wake up again.

december 23. inboxes keeping this stuff is bullshit. bastard inboxes. diediedie. but alas, i need this in my life again ( Read more... )

my cell rings.. at first thought "who the hell is calling me?" since i have no friends ( Read more... )

You know, as i sit here listening; singing to this song, i realize you mean nothing to me now. You aren't the human i had such a deep, passionate love for. You cleansed yourself of him when you cleansed yourself of me. And so-- just as you rid your life of me, i must do to you. You deny my existance, you ignore me, and you are completely ( Read more... )