Nothing really important, I just feel like rambling. Which is totally in the scope of this journal.

Made a necklace, which really isn't groundbreaking because I make new stuff everyday, but this one is for me. I really like it.

Endlessly She Said

Yeah. I'd make more crap that was different but no one would buy the shit, and then I'd be stuck with it. ( Read more... )

The world, and everything in it, is so infinite. And time is so finite.

Feeling a lot better today.

The only reason I wrote this entry was to share some stuff I have been writing. Granted, I was never that good of a writer to begin with, but I haven't written anything in 5 years or so. And within the past week I've written 2 poems..so I guess the writing bug has bitten me, or something.

The Folly of Her Action

The ( Read more... )

I have vehemently been avoiding producing any type of real artwork out of the fear of failure. I guess I've been doing this for a few days now. Who am I going to disappoint, myself?

I hate people as a whole. Two fucking days in a row I go up there and still no one buys anything. After you asked me to come. And the lady who takes the order won't ( Read more... )

I really can't form complete thoughts, let alone sentences this morning, but I still want to write. [This also lets me waste time instead of making some jewelry that I *still* have to finish and deliver this afternoon. Gotta love procrastination]

I saw Mike yesterday before going to go club. He took one look at my outfit and said, "So, what's his ( Read more... )

I refuse to do this anymore. I can't stand it. I refuse to play into your petty games and be dragged down. Please, let me go.

I hate this feeling of uncertainty. Or maybe it's just my mood getting the better of me. But I feel incredibly.......numb. I couldn't tell you when this mania is going to break, because I don't know. But I do know that I'm ( Read more... )

Still feeling kind of numb, but pulled enough of myself together to do some quick sketches. I guess I just wanted, needed to throw something on that paper. Of course I couldn't find my pencil sharpener, and every pencil I had was too dull to draw with. And I couldn't find my good drawing pen cause it was with my pencil sharpener. So I just picked ( Read more... )

I'm totally convinced he doesn't like me. I hate paranoia. And analyzing every damned detail to death. And then reviving it,  and anazlying it to death again. Such a dork. FUCK.

Don't break my heart
And I won't break your heart-shaped glasses
Little girl, you should close your eyes
That blue is gettin' me high

No one really reads this long forgotten journal anymore, so I feel comfortable ranting in it about the stupidest shit invading my head. This recent manic episode has really pushed my neuroses [I'm not even sure if this is the word I'm looking for, but it seems to fit to me] into overdrive. Besides the ocd, I've been on a 2 day starvation kick. Yeah ( Read more... )

I just feel like rambling. Bear [bare? I dunno, my brain has fully rotted into artist mode] with me ( Read more... )