It's autumn. The wind is cold and blistering. The leaves are shades of brown, red, gold, and mahogany. They fall to the ground, as if no longer needing their life source, but instead wish to detach and become entities all to themselves, even though they know they will die and become but a small crinkly piece of nothing that someone walks on ( Read more... )

I have fleeting moments of understanding. My train of thought seems to come to a stand still there. I have never felt something was so right, and then have it end. I don't cheat, I don't lie, I don't do drugs, I don't drink excessively, I don't hurt people purposely in relationships. What the hell did I do wrong? I am an understanding person ( Read more... )

This journal is public now, because I have stopped caring. I have no reason to hide my emotions. Hiding things, I have come to realize, is beyond stupid. Secrets only hold a person back. I will not be caged or weighed down by myself, or anyone else ( Read more... )

Disregard the "Friends Only" picture crap if you're already on my friends list. I just decided to be trendy and gay.

( Wow.. Look at these old journal entres about Evan. )

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