( For you )

I am closing this off, but in case anyone wants to keep in touch, my new cell phone number is:

760-408-2789

This will be my last journal entry for a long time, I think. I am leaving my home and moving out into a new one and I really have no desire or temptation to bring a computer with me. I'm tired of the routine and I am begging for something new, something else. I guess that's why I am leaving so abruptly. I had a plan to leave in a few months and ( Read more... )

You fancy yourself as an Angel... I think I'll pull that halo down and choke your fucking soul from you ( Read more... )

it's 12:30-something and technically, that makes it my birthday. I had plans to go out with my friends last night/this morning, but when I woke up, they were gone somewhere, so I'll most likely be home alone on my birthday. My emotions are conflicting, you see. I hate glorifying my own birthday, so the fact that there won't be a celebration, it ( Read more... )

5 days until my birthday and I have no desire to wish for anything. I'd say it is hardly the time for a celebration of aging, at least for me anyways. Actually, this is the first birthday in so long that I don't have some sort of aching feeling that I am pathetic, unfulfulled in whatever I am supposed to be. That trend started when I turned 18. ( Read more... )

I'm making my journal pretty, but no, its not finished yet. Tomorrow, maybe.

My birthday is coming in ten days and I won't get what I want, probably. I might. We'll see, but I won't hold my breath or anything. Actually, I think my birthday will be worthless this year. All my friends are going to the new Lord of the Rings movie, which debuts on my birthday, and I hated those movies, so obviously I don't want to waste my ( Read more... )

Dunpeal = my hero

"When I eat food that is good, it takes me back to all the times I ate food and how good they tasted and it just makes me want to eat more food."

And that, my friends, is indeed my hero.

i had a dream that i was an aged man, sitting in a chair all alone. it felt so real, as i opened a picture book and remembered all the weddings i had been to, for all my friends and relatives, and i sat there wishing i had joined them. but just as feelings rushed over me, i woke up and turned my alarm off. i went back to bed, hoping to continue my ( Read more... )