I feel peculiar. I feel like something will soon change my life. If not my entire life, than a short period of time. It may be days, hours, minutes, or seconds. It doesn't matter. Those few seconds of bliss will be remembered.

Maybe, I'm making a big deal over nothing. I'm not waiting for anything to happen. Or, maybe I am. But right now, I feel ( Read more... )

"Zachy?"
"The troll is coming..."
"What?"
"It's banging. It's banging. It's banging, banging, banging."

I used to be smart...
And, happy.

What the fuck happened?!

Watch these videos.


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I just feel like curling up into a ball and listening to voices that comfort me.
I want to be somewhere soft and comfortable.
I will be at peace. Not having to worry about anything around me.
A place were I can stay forever and no one will ever bother me.
No one will ask me why I chose to lay in one spot forever.
Alone. And with only the sweet sayings ( Read more... )

IT'S NOT ABOUT THEM ANYMORE!!
YOU NEED TO DO THINGS FOR YOURSELF!!

YOU'RE LAZY...
YOU'RE NOT ANYTHING YOU WANT TO BE...
YOU DON'T MEAN ANYTHING AND NEVER WILL!!

YOU WEREN'T MEANT TO LIVE THIS LONG!!
BE THANKFUL AND LIVE EACH DAY TO IT'S FULLEST!!

STOP BEING SO UNGRATEFUL!!
DO SOMETHING WITH YOURSELF!!
BE SOMETHING!!

STOP DEPENDING ON OTHERS!!
THEY WON'T BE ( Read more... )

I need a camera.
I need a messenger bag.
And, I need a bike.

Maybe not need...but, want VERY badly.

With these things, I will be able to keep myself busy.
For now.

Any suggestions on the items above??

::sigh:: whatev.

Just a few minutes ago, after coughing up some mucas...
I made up a song.
I think I'll name it "Spit".

"I like looking at my spit.
Especially, if there's mucas in it!"

When I sang it for my mom, I asked if she liked it.
She said "Yes, Danielle. I'm very proud of you."

Oh, the joys of being sick and staying home all day.

I'm sick and I can't go to sleep.
This really blows.

And, I still really miss Joe!!
Who I can't stop thinking about...
Which is starting to get on my nerves!!
It's only been 10 days since I last spoke to him.

For some reason, I just thought about the time we were playing with "rollie-pollies". They wouldn't open in his hands. So, I would pass on mine so ( Read more... )

I can't stop thinking about him!! I miss him too much...even though I keep telling myself I shouldn't. I'm such a girl...blah. I really hope he writes though. I even watched Stripes in dedication to him. heh ( Read more... )