Bad dreams about the ocean for the last week or so straight.

i am really tired and dont write a lot, i dont have anything left to say. i cant sleep because i dont know why i am alive ( Read more... )

I am getting to be so so good at forgetting.

I finally understand people who are afraid of dogs ( Read more... )

I am feeling so bad! I have everything up in the air right now, I am moving and getting a new job this next week and trying to be a better person more or less. I know I have a million and one flaws but you know, work on them. This weekend was so so long and yesterday I got up early to study and then went to work and then made freegan bouquets for ( Read more... )

All I want to do is listen to Johnny Cash and have more free time to do absolutely nothing, as opposed to free time in which to do even more things. Last night I went to bed at 9. I still feel kind of sick. This week or two I went on lots of dates, I am jaded by going on so many dates. I want to find someone I like instead of making people like ( Read more... )

10k in a little over an hour, maybe 62:00. Whaaa ready to get that number down to something reasonable like 50:00 or alternatively just stay at the gym all weekend and train for a half marathon. 6.2 miles is halfway there!

I want to find out when I died.

ATTENTION:

new favorite drink: death

absinthe
+champagne
+fresh squeezed lime juice

A hallucinating pissing-in-the-bushes can't-walk-in-a-straight-line but still-holds-her-pinkie-up-to-drink high class lady.  That is what that drink is and that is who I am. 

"To listen is an effort, and just to hear is no merit. A duck hears also." Stravinsky
The art that makes us feel is the art that makes us hurt.  Lehrer