When I was in grade three, if somebody had told me what would happen to me later on down the road, I would have thought they were crazy. But here I am, almost nine years later. Still in disbelief ( Read more... )

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I haven't been inspired for a long time. My words seem repetitive and dull. I read over old words and I miss the way I used to be, how I could just be in the mood to write something, anything, and I'd sit down and do it. No hesitating, no contemplating or second-guessing. Now it's different ( Read more... )

Until April 25th, I'm gone.
Not that I was really here before.
If you want to talk to me, pick up the phone.

416 528 5060

Otherwise, see you in a month.

Last night I ate a kiwi.
And then proceeded to break out in hives and watch in horror as my eyes puffed up before me.
Gross, gross, gross.
Thankfully I am better, and no hospitalization was required.
But my eyes are still PUFFY!

Moral: never eat kiwi if you are me.

FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

There are no good people.

I give up.

It's so strange how everything has been falling lately, into places that couldn't be more... not perfect, exactly, but exquisite all the same. Despite the ongoing flu virus that has set up camp in my body, I am still blissfully wandering through my days and filling them with good friends, love letters, journal entries, and my favourite hobbies ( Read more... )

It's my birthday today.

People I am angry with lately, because I seem to be getting annoyed about little things for no particular reason (It needs to be summer soon, I think. Winter is making me a very bitter person.) :

You because you are the biggest hypocrite I know. GET OVER YOURSELF. You're not better than everyone else, and your reasons are not better than everyone ( Read more... )

My last day at the school I've known for two and a half years broke my heart. I didn't think it would hurt as badly as it did, but I'm usually mistaken. About everything. [Especially about you, but fuck that. I'm over it ( Read more... )