in the past week, i've turned nineteen, my friends dad died, my friend got run over by a car, i've thought a lot, cried a lot, and slept even more ( Read more... )

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can somebody teach me to put pictures on my livejournal?
please?

i was born at a hospital in lewes, delaware at seven fifty a.m., weighing eight pounds nine ounces. my mom told me the only thing that kept her sane while i was being born was the peeling wall paper, it gave her something to focus on. as my hair grew in, i had a mohawk. at three weeks old, i almost died. lifestar helicopters flew me to johns ( Read more... )

i think when i feel things they are right from my heart, for real. that's why i sort of feel like my life is out of control and semi-irrational and helpless about my impulsive tears.

the weather was beautiful here today, at least.

today at work the six year olds were talking about wanting to be jack white and pirates of the carribean. it was so weird. i never thought i'd meet ten six year olds aching to be jack white.

another weekend passes by where i find myself spending too much ( Read more... )

(_) I never have been drunk ( Read more... )

last night it was really dark out while i was falling asleep, so i turned on the orange christmas lights that wrap around my bed like a blanket. i woke up wanting to re-live the dream i had just collapsed, for in it everything was so bright and the feelings felt so real. yes he was just a boy, and she, just a wife, and me, maybe just something ( Read more... )

i'm going to texas, and i'm really excited.
good days do come i guess.
french children and 60 degrees, pancakes for dinner and plane tickets.
i love you.