I have no intellectual refuge ( Read more... )

I'm tired
Of everyone else’s opinions
and how their opinions
are always undermining who I am

From this point forward this journal is Friends Only.

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No one notices ( Read more... )

I think my moral compass may be broken. Then again, maybe I pawned it away for amusement.

Currently, I don’t miss it all that much, more the idea of it. I believe that I should have one and therefore feel unequipped. It’s really not all that useful considering I have skewed values anyway, but still shouldn’t you carry it for posterity or ( Read more... )

You know what’s fabulous? Having accurate depth perception. Seriously, you have to trust me. It’s the sort of thing you miss when it’s gone ( Read more... )

Just a little comic relief, care of our president.

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I have never had a taste for vulnerability. It might even have something to do why I’m not a fan of sleep. While it may be feminine there is nothing I find desirable about the quality of weakness and therefore never tolerate it from myself ( Read more... )

Drunks are officially the most irritating creatures in my existence. My father, currently swimming in wine, is forcing me to watch American Idol. In my opinion, that show is the epitome of white trash television. Rags to riches stories, the novels poor folk used to eat up around the Great Depression. Pathetic. They’ll never be above such ( Read more... )

A vacation from the familiar. I’d needed one so badly ( Read more... )