Sometimes it seems as if this insane inert phase is taking forever. I truly have come to a crossroads in my life, and identity itself hangs in the balance. My identity, that is ( Read more... )

is changing every day, every possible way ( Read more... )

Somewhere there is someone who would.
Only someone with a supercrazy death wish to experience everything that's out there.

May he be as fortunate as I am.....

So I read a few of his letters...and there was no pain ( Read more... )

This journal is better.I think the dust has passed. identifiers gone... No one can find me here. I finally realized that I write this journal only for me, at least nowadays. Online friends wax and wane with time. Life changes. The thing this is going for is figuring out where I came from, which might tell me why I am where I am now ( Read more... )

Well it's been a long road...that brings me to your door ( Read more... )

or call, or text me? Anything.
i have felt an island of late. crystal and others have simply dropped off the face of this earth. they don't reply by phone or mail and i am on my own.

Well, at least that I was in a band. I want it so badly I can almost taste it. I guess it comes from being around too many guys with bands. OW ( Read more... )

That is the theme of my life these days, it seems. I can't figure out boys. Can you? Oh at any rate, it's much nicer to be friends with some guys and enjoying their dry and creepy presence than the old days where the theme of the day was broken hearts and mixed messages. Now I'm into broken ribs and jumping trains ( Read more... )

So many times I've started to make an entry and not finished, always feeling that i couldn't express the feeling at hand, or say what needed to be said, properly ( Read more... )