Tracy played tonight at Chain Reaction. I've never been more proud of my friends ( Read more... )

I graduated yesterday.

My film came out good. I'm really proud of it, but no one liked it.

Being in a band is a chore.

I've lost any small incriment of joy that ever came with writing or creating.

I've lost interest and ambition towards all aspects of life.

And discovered Jack Daniel's.

I still hold on to her.

Have a good summer.

Fuck fuck FUUUUCK ( Read more... )

Sometimes people are cold.

Sometimes people are lonely.

Sometimes people are pensive.

Sometimes people are sad.

Then they realize it's because it's five 'o' clock in the morning.

Then they go to bed. And wake up refreshed.

...and thus is life.

Let's see here ( Read more... )

Staying home from school can be quite lonely. Or just a reminder of how alone we all really are? Perhaps. Anyway...

Bored, exhausted, hungry, but other than that, fairly content at this point.

So fuck that shit! and fuck writing three entries in 12 hours. I'm done crying over it. Don't worry about me. But I will leave the last two entries to document an important part of my life.

For a second there I forgot that I was the shit.

I know you're all DYING to know, and even if you aren't, don't read this. Fine. I just need SOMEWHERE to vent; SOMEONE to talk to. Seeing as I really don't have many friends these days, LJ will have to do. So I am awake now, still in the same mindset I was last night, though articulating my thoughts much more clearly since I'm not overcome with ( Read more... )

I am pathetic. The fact that I barrate myself is pathetic. The fact that I wear my emotions on my sleeve is pathetic. Everything about me is fucking pathetic and that in itself is fucking pathetic. The fact that I'm writing in a goddam LIVE-FUCKING-JOURNAL! mainly to spur sympathy and pity from others is pathetic. The fact that I seriously want to ( Read more... )