i wrote a long angry letter today that i will never send. because it took out all pretense and logic and i just wrote what i felt. since it was written from MY point of view, there are definite flaws, which is why i won't send it. but i feel much more... justified in being upset now. which means i will eventually deal with it the right way soon

with all of the issues that exist in the world, and all of the things i should be doing, i am still messy because of the absence of the attention of one girl.i sit at the merch table or walk across the room and listen to them talking, and i can see them glancing (no, despite what must be popular opinion, the blue-ness of one's eyes is not equal to ( Read more... )

i'm just angry and i want to verbalize it where it makes sense, and i want someone to listen and tell me that it makes them angry, too.

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Well I woke up in mid afternoon cause that's when it all hurts the most ( Read more... )

it's time.

we're headed to the studio.

y'probably won't hear much from me for the next week or so.

If i was a superhero, i would name myself bingo. or butch. "look! it's the amazing bingo or butch!", people would say in amazement. then i would SWOOP!

who's haydeerodz@hotmail.com? you just added me a couple days ago on msn.

i've discovered it! i've discovered the magic hour where all my problems go from being manageable to being too big to bear and too overwhelming to deal with.

that hour is 2:30 am.

then i get all negative, and over-fixer-y.

so with that, i bid you adieu. (that means bye.)

tonight tonight ( Read more... )