Having spent a week in DC, it's time for me to evaluate ( Read more... )

I get really sad sometimes (like now) for no real reason.

I want to cry. About nothing. About everything. About matthew (I'm real tired of it, and I want it to go away). About leaving. About myself. About everything.

But I won't. So fuck it.

The thunder is pretty.

My dad apologized to me today ( Read more... )

will make me cry for a while to come, for multiple reasons.

right now it means a lot.

Oil and Water

You and I are like oil and water
And we've been trying, trying, trying
Ohhhhh, to mix it up

We've been dancing on a volcano
And we've been crying, crying, crying
Over blackened souls

Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is ( Read more... )

...signifying the end but I've missed the best part, could we please go back to start?

I really do believe that this was the best possible road trip, and that's all I can really say about it right now...

I've sat here for hours thinking I need to write this all down before it gets lost in the shades of my memory, and the only thing I can do right ( Read more... )

Goes down as (what I think to be) the best day of my life.

(I will post my "memory blog" when I'm back home)

I think everything we know about ourselves is false.

Or perhaps that's just in my case.
...perhaps it's my age.
... perhaps pure naivety.
... perhaps fear.
... perhaps...

I think I'm weak, scared, and unsure (?)

I had dinner with PK tonight. It was good. It was nice. It is (for now) a bit eye opening.

"It may be sad, but the truth is that it's over."

He's right.
And in that one sentence much of my life seems summed up. The rides over. Did I enjoy myself?

Sadly I think the truth is that I've enjoyed myself a bit too much, if that's possible (I don't really ( Read more... )

I've been thinking more about some of the stuff I posted earlier  (because that's all I really think about these days) and I've realized, although I've known all along, that my issues revolve mostly around the loss of certain someones. I suppose "loss" is a bit of a preemptive sort of word to use; the issue is that is the direction in which we are ( Read more... )

Everything this summer is as invigorating and exciting as it is disappointing and sad.

And there's nothing I can do about it.

For instance:
-I'm finally going to GU. but. My dad is an asshole and I have absolutely no money.
-I'm finally going to GU. but. I will be alone and friendless.
-I'm finally going to GU. but. I'm leaving everything behind.
- ( Read more... )