Just some things ( Read more... )

New job, semester off, new city, new all-kinds-of-things.

Life feels so strange to me right now - suspended.

I've never been that confident in my poetry skills, but I do really wish that I was writing again. Short stories, poems, even lists will do. Maybe one day I will build up the courage to write lyrics ( Read more... )

Snow is so beautiful and light, it fills me with the most romantic feelings. I know it's silly, really, to feel romantic over snow. I'm much more romantic than most people know, I think ( Read more... )

Really, I'm no fun all caged in like this ( Read more... )

what do you think? should I get dreadlocks? is it strange that I've waited until I'm 24 to start the rebellious phase? does that make me a loser? ha! do I care ( Read more... )

Holy fuck.

Srsly, my life is a fucking shit typhoon.

I need to figure out what I'm doing with myself something fierce before I lose my mind.

You know, sometimes I wonder why I don't just curl up in a ball and fall asleep.

Goddess help me understand why this is happening.

I can't seem to go a whole week without crying anymore.

My heart has never been so whole and so broken at the same time.

I have to write a resume. I hate writing them because they are, at this point in my life, a sad reminder of how little I've done with myself. I've been told this feeling is a quarter-life crisis. It doesn't really explain why I've felt this way for so long ( Read more... )