Okay, so for some stupid reason, I try to sign onto AIM and it tells me that I'm blocked from signing in. Fuck! So I go to "more info" and it gives me a list of bullshit reasons (none of which really seem to apply to me) that I can't get on. So I go to change my age or something like that (all I care about is the fact that it says "reactivate ( Read more... )

I'm wondering how much more beautiful I would have become if I didn't give two years of my life away to indifference. I'm curious if it matters at all. There was a time in my life where I drank to where the world made sense, now I drink until I don't know reality ( Read more... )

This isn't the first time I've been hurt ( Read more... )

Up until now, I feel like I've been watching my life from the projection room of a movie theater. The credits are about to roll when I begin to panic. Am I wearing my seatbelt? The road narrows and I'm playing chicken with a semi truck. I cover my head and wait for the impact. Ouch. Ah, the familiar sting of regret which has come back to ( Read more... )

Geez, it's been a while since I've updated ( Read more... )

My bones have been crushed.
I've been reduced to a sack of skin filled with dust.
Ready to be your punching bag.

The other night, me and Paul were up at Cafe Europe ( Read more... )

So I realized that I needed to update my journal, since it's been like 6 weeks since I've written anything, and even that was just a cop out quiz ( Read more... )

1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it ( Read more... )

I'm watching my cigarette burn out its last few breaths on the pavement outside. mmmm...life exhausted out in carcinogenic smoke. I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel the same. These days everything gives you cancer. I'd rate your words as the leading cause. I cry when I think of your makeshift stitches. We all bleed, but I feel your wounds ( Read more... )