The Blood
In my Nose and Throat,
Reminds me
Of
Iron-Fisted Lullabies.

There is hope in her eyes
And there is none in mine.

And
I Fail to Read
the difference between
Her
Open-Book sayings and her cryptographic ways.

On the 8th of February, I traveled to London to meet up with a bunch of other kids from the great University of Illinois. I had my doubts. Would traveling in a large group of Illinois finest be a good time ( Read more... )

I'm sure you are wondering what I have been doing here in England, and so I'll tell you ( Read more... )

Ah yes, an update ( Read more... )

I saw a baby today on the beach. It waved at me, and I waved back, smiling. The babe then took off running towards me, giggling, but fell down short a few feet of me. It was the most adorable thing I have witnessed.

6/6/6

I hope everyone slayed home from work today.

I never post on here anymore, but today i need somewhere to whine ( Read more... )

I heard Fannypack on the radio and it felt good.

Everytime i turned on the radio today, this song was playing ( Read more... )

Yes. I'd like to point out that there are NOT any more fish in the sea. It's been over fished and all that remains is trash.

I'm really begining to hate it here. and everywhere else.

At least I'm free. Free to do nothing.