I was reading about how time is relative. How our past, present and future all exist simultaneously. We are limited, however, to only see the present by our five senses. I guess nothing is ever really lost. Nothing really ends. Time is no longer slipping away from me. Not the way it was the past year. Perhaps it is because I have finally ( Read more... )

The way I feel is not new. I did not invent it. I can not claim to be original. I am only a by-product of my entire selfish generation. My normal family life. My comfortable existence. My parents financial freedom. I am not sad, or depressed in the true sense of the word. I am not oppressed. I am not starving, or living in a war zone. I ( Read more... )

I am completely drained. My belongings are scattered across a ten mile radius, but at least they are still mine. I am tired of being needed and wanted, I feel like I might be coming down with meningitis, a very mean evil kitty is attacking me every time I breathe in her direction and I have no real "home". It feels strange to not love John in ( Read more... )

I am so angry, how long have I been holding it in? How long will it take to expel? I must be careful that my aim is correct, or I will end up hurting people that I love. Have I been asleep? Was I sleeping? How did I stay, locked in a box, with no air for so long? I thought that my eyes were open. I thought, I thought ( Read more... )

It feels like there is a rabid animal in my chest. I am crawling out of my skin, peeling it off, layer by layer. It's moving day. This is the first time I have had to move by myself, without my parents help. It seems like my entire life, whenever I needed something done, my parents just jumped up and took care of it. They either anticipated ( Read more... )

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For those of you that pay attention, yes, the name of my journal has changed a bit, I got the quote wrong, silly girl. This is my first official night as a residence of the house of Bob, it is nice here, but I still feel out of place. I wish I could stop wandering so much and just find a place to call home for more than 6 months or so. I know I ( Read more... )

Had a good day today, did some freelance makeup artistry work for Smashbox, they paid me $160 to put makeup on people and I made them almost $700, sounds fair. The morning didn't start out so great, left my inside lights on so the battery was dead in the car, luckily someone loves me and drove me to work, he also picked me up, he's a sweet man ( Read more... )

To J; (a little Ani to set the pace ( Read more... )

I love my brother! I was having a hard day, my tire got slashed, I ran out of money, broke a heart, ensnared another and was generally feeling like shit, but then I read my baby brothers live journal and I am suddenly feeling better! Thanks again A for letting me live vicariously through you ( Read more... )