i used to be much much tougher.
i somehow need to get that back.
someone needs to punch me in the face.
and walk away.

i need to stop thinking about a rescue.
because there is no rescue.

it's every man for himself
out on the stormed sea.

you do what you need to survive.

i don't think we were just meant to live ( Read more... )

do you give up completely? when is it that you give up completely? what is it to give up completely?

eat your heart out, charlie brown.

it just wasn't and i wasn't and why couldn't it be like in england where everything was exactly where it should have been.

i was cutting and pasting. cutting out and pasting on. it was a new creation. something different this time.

what if i gave up on you just like you gave up on me, and i'm sorry about your past, but that's no excuse anymore. take what's yours and discard the rest. i can't keep calculating your actions on what you've experienced in the days before me. your actions mean what they mean, regardless of your intentions ( Read more... )

she was the keeper of secrets, what was I to do?

back from Tennessee, I might have never considered my self with a love for the south, but i think in my future, i just might have to become a southern girl.

guess who they tell me i get to see today? a boy completely british bred, who sat outside of the ball with me, lending his jacket to a shivering girl. a boy who went to paris with me, went up the eiffel tower with me, slept in a sleazy hostel with me. a boy who walked back from clubs with me, walked down to Friday night church with me, smiled in ( Read more... )

yes, i got it ( Read more... )

remember this moment.

don't i normally write on thanksgiving? a traditional update? i believe the title of last thanksgiving was "beer and cigarettes"...the title of this thanksgiving? "food." ever since getting up here, i have been so hungry, i'm never hungry, never this constantly hungry at least, i keep eating and eating here, i have this craving and i can't seem ( Read more... )