dialing ( Read more... )

I've had a problem, for most of my life, with talking. I can't open up to anyone important to me. I loved a girl, erin, so devastatingly much, yet I couldn't bring myself to tell her anything real about me. all she wanted was to know me; to love me. and I wouldn't let her... how fucking sweet is that ( Read more... )

* reality A ( Read more... )

I was sitting outside on the front step a few days ago, smoking a cigarette, trying to quiet my mind, so that I could just enjoy the beauty of the morning. I happened to look over at the driveway and see a nickel lying there, not more than seven feet from me. I was captivated by the nickel. I wonder how it got there. what twist of fate could have ( Read more... )

"start at the beginning. question everything ( Read more... )

I've decided to bring a few of my favorite entries from freeopendiary to my journal here.
I'm not really sure why. I just like them. feel free to tell me what you think.

"hi [here we go again].
I'm your new neighbor [I've just invaded your world]. I just moved here from open diary [my own wretchedness drove me from a place that used to be home]. nice to meet you [brace yourselves]. I hope we can become great friends [stay out of my way]."