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I haven't slept much since I've been back. Its not really the jet lag; I think its more my brain. The sky is crying heavy, and there is a storm in my heart ( Read more... )

Home.

It feels good. Really good.

Ah, okay ( Read more... )

I can't really remember being happier than now. And I can't remember ever feeling so many waves of sad nostalgia at the same time. I find myself going driving for no reason, and spending hours just exploring this town I've lived in for so long. There are cracks and crevices inbetween the chain stores and suburban developments where the sunsets and ( Read more... )

they did not once say they were proud of me. or that they supported me. or even, "good job, son."

not once.

I just woke up. I am not tired, but my stomach hurts and my mouth has a bad taste in it. I was on the phone for six hours last night. I sang her to sleep with The Postal Service when the sun was crashing through my blinds. How? I have no fuckin' clue. But she's amazing. My cheeks started to hurt within the fifth hour because I was constantly ( Read more... )

it'sfuckingsnowing.

yes. it is a big deal if you live in FREAKING SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA. WHERE IT'S NEVER EVER SUPPOSED TO SNOW. BUT IT IS! IT IS! IT IS! OH MY GOD.

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What the fuck am I doing? Somewhere between summer and now, I lost control of the present. Everything is spinning, and the sunlight glare hurts my eyes. I was supposed to apply to college a month ago. The deadline is in 30 days. I haven't done a thing. I was supposed to be keeping up with schoolwork, but I am letting everything slip like water ( Read more... )