When I look back on my life, it's not that I don't want to see things exactly as they happened. It's just that I prefer to remember them in an artistic way. And truthfully the lie of it all is much more honest, because I invented it.
Clinical psychology tells us, arguably, that trauma is the ultimate killer.
Memories are not recycled like atoms and ( Read more... )

one two one two... trying to see if this lj client works on my phone -_o

Sending documents to my lawyer;
going to get through this for sure.

Keep talking shit
it'll just get you in more trouble ^__^

Because I'm sick of runnning and hiding everything I do on the net ( Read more... )

This journal is now officially closed.

its really depressing that I have to do this, but I find no other way to go about this than to remove this and all other of my 'publically known' accounts. Sorry.

my writing has gone dry

I'm convinced I become somewhat manic at night. Before I go to bed I always seem to find 100 things I need to do, right away.

One year ago today, my best friend died.

All we can do now is learn from it. Drugs are bad, mmmkay?

I'm really hungry and there's no food in the house and I have no money because I just bought an iphone and paid all my bills. Was that sentence run on enough for you ( Read more... )

I'm finally throwing all of my old stuff out in anticipation of the yard sale and moving into my brother's room ( Read more... )