My life is filled with mass confusion. I don't really understand much anymore. I don't really care that much anymore. I just kinda go with it.

I can't seem to express my emotions how I'd like to.
I'd really like to tell someone EVERYTHING I'm feeling, but I don't know who that person is. I'd say a therapist, but that's too impersonal. I'd like a new friend. A far away friend!

I just woke up from the strangest dream I've ever had. I was living in Detroit in one of those old houses. Apparently, I associate those houses with ghosts. I had a dream that my toilet was possessed in some sort of way and was exploding with menstrual blood only to cover a bunch of baby kittens in blood. What?

You know what hurts?
When people you care for call you a "dirty cunt."

Friends?
HAAHAHA.

I've gotten so distracted by such events that I've forgotten about my intentions. I forgot about my principles I hold so dear. There's something greater I'm a part of and I cannot dwell on the past. I must look forward to the future and search and expand that which follows this.

I think I may have a great idea.

The smell of cigarettes in the fall weather brings me back to times when happiness was the only emotion I felt ( Read more... )

New Baltimore, you look beautiful today.

Summer is over ( Read more... )