this isn't a game that I wanted to play. I'm not good at people games, I'm too honest.
This feels too familiar, but somehow it's worse now. much worse.

I will not give in to this dark creature that is trying so hard to drown me. I am better. I have to believe that I am better than that, or at the very least that I can be.

well this is it. this is what life is. it's just life and there's nothing you can do about it. meh. bleh ( Read more... )

Lately all I want to do is be outside, which is unusual for me in the summertime. I went hiking today, and it was really wonderful. I forgot how much I love the outdoors. I feel like I've just gotten so caught up in the stereotypical college life that I've forgotten some of the things that used to be really important to me, like nature. I mean I  ( Read more... )

a glass can only spill what it contains

I do not believe in much anything. I am filled with only partial belief and skepticism. I can't trust my own heart, and I'm expected to trust anything outside myself? All I have is myself, and I don't trust me.
If I believe in only what I see then I am limiting myself greatly. But I don't know what else to do. ( Read more... )

I want to learn all languages. I want to have a garden in the French countryside, and I want to wear a big straw hat that will protect my little Russian face from the big golden sun.

I like the sound that a cigarette makes when it's put out with water. It's such a final sound.

I don't know what else to say my friends.
except... Je les veux toutes

Animals have feelings, and I don't care what you have to say about it.

This journal is friends only from now on...

so comment if you want to keep reading.

something about that electric eclectic pathetic room
and the way she fails to filll it up.
something (something?)
it's me that she was pointing to, and believe me i knew it
believe me i knew it
believe me i knew it
my gaze was down but my fists were up
and i've never missed (til you)(damnyou)
she never saw me coming...

put the bottle down ( Read more... )

i belong somewhere else.

that's all.

 well what is left to be said or done ( Read more... )