slowly, creeping, time. it goes by and when i think about it, i have missed so much, wasted away in this place, this feeling. i'm leaving soon and i know i will miss it all so much, but i have to go. in case i don't get a chance to tell you, good bye. i'll see you all around.

this weather is so perfect in so many ways. when i wake in the morning, the sun is never beating down on my face. i am never awoken early by the light. it is brilliantly grey. the clouds always settle in a small valley, a crevasse behind my house that is sheltered by pine trees for as far as the eyes can see, crawling up the sides of the mountains ( Read more... )

I woke this morning and I had left my window open, just slightly, not even enough to be called a crack. I didn't think anything of it last night, but this morning, my room was freezing. My sheets were chilled and my pillows stung my ears. It forced me to wake earlier than I had anticipated or desired. I walked around my empty house, seemingly too ( Read more... )

"Doesn't it seem like its always raining when you're sad?"
"The rain makes a lot of people sad."
"It rains because you're sad, love."

It's raining for you tonight, love.

I heard that my house is safe. On some level, I am relieved that all my shit is fine and I won't need to go out and buy more porn to jerk off to later. I am pleased that all the drama and hassle of buying new shit is avoided. But, on some level, I am so very disappointed ( Read more... )

this year, for halloween, i will be... homeless.

My house is burning down ( Read more... )

seems that i am wasting away in this predisposed limbo my life has gathered in. i feel the need to lie to make my life seem much more opportunistic and eloquent than it truly is ( Read more... )

My new icon > you and your icon.

The end.

i think trivialities drive me crazier than anything else ( Read more... )