I'm nervous when I'm near you, as if I am falling ill ( Read more... )

I've begun a long but fun process of having myself and my family removed from the postal lists of every credit card company, bank, postcard manufacturer, telephone company, and anyone else stupid enough to send unsolicited paper mail to my house. the reason this is fun and not tedious: I take the postage-paid return envelopes they enclose, scribble ( Read more... )

nose buried in book (thanks brandon), dirty jeans, with dry hands, licking my fingers to stay sane (lotion is not working, so my life is at a standstill.) I'm* convinced that my body will begin rusting if I continue this sulking (how many more baths before I begin to turn orange?) try as I might, these elementary brats screaming outside my window ( Read more... )

LIFE ISN'T A FUCKING MOVIE.

I don’t like to say stuff like “Happy Birthday”, “Best of Luck”, “Love ya” etc. to just anybody due to lack of other things to saY. When I go to school, I walk straight to my desk, without any ritualistic greetings. I hate small talk. Just Tuesday, I was sitting with a bunch of people who hardly knew each other. While they joked around making ( Read more... )

there are people I wish I hadn't let go from my life and people I am glad I got rid of.

(the two should never meet)

Anxiety attacks weren't made for people with lives- and good ones at that ( Read more... )

court was postponed, he didn't "make it on the bus ( Read more... )

In what way can last night be defined as normal?: I mean, does it even matter?


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-let me put this as a WARNING to whoever's reading this: You may not like what you read, you may disapprove or frown upon me for it, but chances are that if you're one of the people I choose to point fingers at, then I don't really care what you think because at least I am being honest with myself and unless you're doing the same you can hush up or ( Read more... )