I'm josh and i'm on acouhch,

Me ( Read more... )

My hands are in pain. Dry skin, cracked and raw. Wet shiny open cuts.
And I keep putting lotion on my hands, but the air is just too dry.

I'm sitting in my cold living room desperately trying to finish up a ten page paper that is due on Tuesday, but my brain feels boiled. The semester couldn't end soon enough. I miss certain people quite terribly ( Read more... )

"I can't listen to music too often. It affects your nerves, makes you want to say stupid nice things, and stroke the heads of people who could create such beauty while living in this vile hell."

-Vladimir Lenin

I have only posted 14 times this year. I find that to be impressive. Here are some interesting things that have happened to me recently ( Read more... )

My soul when alone ( Read more... )

I guess that I haven't really updated this since I moved into my apartment. The novelty has since worn off, and I'm at home now. Home is a few tables covered in empty bottles, and it is an empty refrigerator. It is two small beds, two old couches, and I love it. You might have been over to see my place, and if you haven't, you're welcome to ( Read more... )

Go figure that my birthday lands on a gloomy day. Nineteen is certainly a lackluster age ( Read more... )

To the willing:
I am in need of a few strong folks to help move me out of my room on Tuesday. Give me a ring if you can help.