This may sound bad, and don't take it the wrong way..
I love you, however,
You hold me down

You're the echoes of my everything,
You're the emptiness the whole world sings at night.
You're the laziness of afternoon,
You're the reason why I burst and why I bloom.
How will I break the news to you?

Things are wonderful. I was wrong to be afraid ( Read more... )

I’ve had 10 or 12 anxiety dreams in the past two weeks about going back to school. They’re all like THIS IS AWFUL OH MY FUCKING GOD GET ME OUT OF HERE and beyond.

And weird things happen in them. REALLY WEIRD THINGS. Like, in one, my room was a hexagon and I couldn’t fit any furniture in. In another, all my friends ignored me and were wearing ( Read more... )

I've had 10 or 12 anxiety dreams in the past two weeks about going back to school. They're all like THIS IS AWFUL OH MY FUCKING GOD GET ME OUT OF HERE and beyond. I usually wake up fucking depressed and my family is like "What's wrooooonggg" and I'm like "MY BRAIN IS FUCKING WITH ME."

This summer has been too amazing to leave behind. I am so ( Read more... )

Why am I so scared ( Read more... )

Where has the time gone and what am I doing and how did I end up with so many websites and why can't I bring myself to make more art and why can't I finish Electric Acid Kool-Aid Test and where is my life and why don't I want to go back to school and why do I want to move to Portland and live on an artist commune?

Why would I rather never see anyone ( Read more... )

So, as of late I have been feeling really nostalgic for my past self when I was sweet and innocent and didn't have any of these problems...EXCEPT NOT. FUCK THAT. I can't remember a time I'd like to go back to right now at all. Irregardless, I have been rereading old xanga and lj entries. Not because I am pining for my middle school/high school ( Read more... )

On Sunday, December 16th at 1:12 PM, I made a journal entry on my deviantart journal that just said:

"Dear India,

Congratulations! On behalf of the students, the faculty, and the staff it is my pleasure to offer you a place in the class of 2012 at Bennington College.

Best. Christmas. Present. Ever.

Words do not describe.

This calls for ( Read more... )

It's too correct.

Your psyche is Blue

You are deeply emotional and very connected to everything (and everyone) around you.
By simply understanding other people, you are able to help them heal and let go.
While you are a very deep and thoughtful person, you do have a very silly, superficial side.

When you are too blue: the weight of the world's ( Read more... )

I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy