Me:

Will --

[adjective]:

Fuzzy to the touch

My best friend:

Aria Van Ess --

[adjective]:

Full of bees

Aren't we a pair?

Well, time for more Oblivion...

Driving around a city at night and alone; there is nothing quite like it. There is a freedom to it, but a profound solitude. You know that there are others just feet away, at times, yet you are alone. The lights, the sounds, the music in your stereo - it's your own daydream, your own motion picture ( Read more... )

I was living in that city again: the one that's like Pittsburgh and New York City combined, but clean and futuristic in a post-industrial kind of way. I was living in a rundown old building with my brother. It was made of wood and all the other buildings in the neighborhood were made of brick. The floors were so old, they would sag when you ( Read more... )

A film, I think. Ten stories about love; some short, some long.

Am I cruel to want to be loved by many but never had? Vain, there is no doubt. Cruel though? I want to be looked at with side-long-ing glances by the innocent ones: loved by the pure, but if confronted, I would deny them.

"I don't want to ruin you."

When all I want is to be ( Read more... )

What have I been reminded of today ( Read more... )

Since I don't have anything better to do, I may as well stop putting this off ( Read more... )

I dreamt of her again ( Read more... )

I'm considering suicide again. I should stop doing that ( Read more... )

Today has suddenly become one of those days where you don't want to deal with anyone ever again.

How did I end up in such a hole? Was it my own doing? Is it circumstance? Is it because I'm just not attractive enough? Not extroverted? Not "confident" (if ever there was a more misunderstood, over-valued, and intangible concept ( Read more... )