Sometimes I feel like Don Draper. You live a new life to run away from the old one.

"Life is the best game in town and death goes to the winner ( Read more... )

The prisoner and the outsider ( Read more... )

Should stop getting fucked up and trying to talk to people via text, facebook, twitter, or any sort of instant messaging. I'm a people person. I'm really not cut out for this virtual socializing.

I really do all that I can not to cry. It's exhausting.

Especially when I search the internet. And I stumble across this. It's supposed to be funny, but I feel for that kid. Because I've felt like that. I feel like that.


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Jealousy and admiration are strange bedfellows. But as I go to bed, I can feel people in other peoples hearts. The human heart is a wonderful place to reside. You feel comfort. You feel safe. You feel connected to a world that you’ve never known. Like you finally got a VIP pass to a special club. There is plenty of room. It is very ( Read more... )

I feel what I am becoming. It is strange. I hold on to what is behind me, but still feel onward and upward on what's ahead of me ( Read more... )

Maybe I misread things. Or maybe I see them so clearly, that I'm blinded by the gleaming of my own dreams ( Read more... )

When I try to get through,
on the telephone to you,
there'll be nobody home.

I'm tired of breaking my back for people by bending backwards for them and then when I need something...They leave me here ( Read more... )