dear livejournal, please stop trying to look and sound like facebook. i came back here to get away from that horsegarbage. long story short, winter kills me, almost died, group therapy awaits, peace

Not a whole lot to say to you journal. The world is still amazing, the people still suck, and I still don't care

ive been feeling myself slip for awhile now ( Read more... )

When you get it all together ( Read more... )

It was a most magical of feelings ( Read more... )

as we traveled past tree lined cliffs ( Read more... )

i keep tasting it
hints hidden
a breeze from a door i thought to be open

seeing it
magnetic rhythm
through a seemingly solid wall

feel it
this never ending
freedom kept just one breakdown away

i look, you turn away
you look, i dont notice

im not capable of noticing

give up the search
if you truly desire this

long forsaken truth

every time i think it cant get any worse im reminded that it can. but then immediately someone else has it infinitely worse than me, to make me thankful for the balance.

really makes you wonder how big of a splash you would make if you fell. if i died right this minute how many people would even find out, or really react to it. at this point probably way less than i would like. comon man get your shit together. Live brian, live.

setting things up, everything is flowing along nice and smoothly. keeping an eye out for the inevitable disaster bringing iceberg, to try and avoid it this time.