If I didn't know better....I would think ( Read more... )

shitfuckbum this new journal is supposed to be easier than my older one but I am forever fighting with it. Yesterday, because I decided it was too girly and green and pink and shit, I would get into the editing thingo and play around with the customize things...who really give a shit what colour the "banner" is or whatever? What should have taken ( Read more... )

Last week was an emotional week for me. Most people will know what I mean when I say it is so damn hard to be macho man when all you want to do is curl up in a little ball and cry. If you knew me, it is not an image that you could easily imagine. I am certainly not a sensitive new age man or whatever. I have very definite views of my role in life ( Read more... )

I used to listen to people older than me complaining that there were never enough hours in a day and that as we get older time goes faster. As I grow older myself I know the meaning of these words. I have had a journal for years now and I used to religiously update it each time even the smallest thing happened. I used it as my Therapy (still do) ( Read more... )

What is it with people these days being so suspicious of everyones motives? Why is it wrong to try and save someone else from the pain you suffered ( Read more... )

Not every post in this journal is going to be about my Dad, but occasionally, I hear of something that reminds me, or just tugs at my heart. This song....no....take it as you want...to heal your own broken heart ( Read more... )

What is it with the lack of dreams of the youth of today? When I was young I dreamt so fuckin hard and big...I still do!! I wanted to be ....well...someone great who did something great! I havent yet reached the scale yet but I think I am a good person....no...I am. I try to help the less fortunate than me by donating my time to various charities. ( Read more... )

I am the proud son of a Soldier who served in Vietnam. In this journal I want to tell people what it felt like to lose my Dad to suicide. I am not an orphan technically...My mother is lucky enough to be still here. I will never understand the lies she told me and the stories she told me to get money and get back at him for whatever ( Read more... )