This drive marks the beginning of a long journey. One that will span hundreds of miles, nearly 24 hours and from it's inception to curtain call will have trained my feet upon the soil of the entirety of one of the worlds seven continents. Soil, a term of loose substitution for the sprawling concrete and tar runways of an endless series of highway ( Read more... )

the amount of stress i feel on a daily basis is going to someday kill me. i'm so tired of living life not knowing when that wave of worthlessness and self destruction is going to take over me. it's upsetting, and it's tiring, and when i don't have anyone to communicate with to get my mind off of it, it feels that much worse, feeling like nobody ( Read more... )

Does he use?
viciously i shake my head
(i think im trying to convince myself)
a simple omission
and some earplugs...if only they made earplugs for the heart - is pounding, louder, faster, angrier!
mind is racing, tormenting it hates me.
SILENCE    has its price.
one
two...and three....
and... suddenly my palms are open
greedy, desperate, too many, too little
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It's 7am, and I can't fall back to sleep; I'm on the edge of another breakdown and I feel sleep is evading me at all costs this morning.

I've felt like the bottom of someone's shoe all day.. and I never get sick, not like this. Not to the point where I am throwing up, sore throat, tired body-sick. And the only thing my friend had to say was "stop ( Read more... )

Sitting cross-legged on my bed with my knees pressed up to my chest, I held these scrawled pieces of parchment in my hands. Sitting there, just like that, I tried to think of everything that was wrong, of everything that had passed, and for once.. I almost couldn't. Almost, in that I felt I'd nearly forgotten. But, she'd said that it would come to ( Read more... )

so there's this problem that i've been thinking on lately. and for once, it has nothing to do with derivatives or limits, but with me. and i fall into this heavy thought of what ifs, and think to myself of how much i fear growing old. i'll be twenty in 4 months and 19 days, and i miss being 14. i miss growing up and i miss high school, still. The ( Read more... )