I'm finished with livejournal for the most part.
I recently made myself a blogspot instead, and I like it better.
You can look at my entries and things there, and I might update this occasionally, but definitely not as much as I used to.
Farewell, my loyal loves.

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There are just certain people out there that make me feel completely inferior, and the worst part is, it is not their fault at all ( Read more... )

The previous entry is terrible.
I'm losing flare, and it's upsetting me.
I need a muse, now more than ever.

She often drove aimlessly around the deserted town every Sunday morning. This was where her thoughts presented themselves in an eloquent manner, and her mind was free of everything, able to let her dreams in, and escape into a reality that was her own ( Read more... )

Yesterday was the two year mark of my aunt's suicide, and I couldn't even be with Ryan because he is in rehab. It's so strange to think back a couple of years ago because I can certainly say I didn't think I would be where I am now, or anyone else for that matter. I didn't see Ryan's problem coming to what it has inevitably unfolded in to, for one ( Read more... )

Their love knew no bounds, it seemed. People they had never even met knew of the passion that burned between them, connecting their souls by some unstoppable force, making their minds weak at the sound of one another's heartbeat. The heartbeat signaled a life for them to spend together, and everyone thought they would be the ones who made it. ( Read more... )

I'm not running tonight. It was a long thought process, and I am happy with my decision to lay off exercise and enter my intensive labors of laziness ( Read more... )

I needed to start over.
As much as it pains me to say it,
I'm changing too much for my own good.