I didn't get a yearbook this year, and if you want to, you could write me a letter. I will surely read it, and appreciate it greatly. You don't have to put it in an envelope or mail it or anything, though that seems very aesthetic, I do love stationary. So, by the way, thanks.

Gee, I really like a lot of you people.

So many people searching for meaning, and I’m in the midst of it. To me, they’re everywhere, their discontent obvious. Deep in the night, when the darkness makes light most blinding, I run through my neighborhood. I have no friendship with anyone here; for them, I’m that wax figure behind museum glass-probably an archaic villager building a ( Read more... )

I cut my front lawn form 8:30pm to 9:00pm. It was in the dark and cold, but I liked the breeze on my body. And I thought it was strange, I must have been weeping slowly and quietly the entire time. Only there in that deafening blare could I finally hear myself. Only walking in that darkness could I see myself. I see I'm lodged at an awkward ( Read more... )

Looking at Brett, I’ve lost all my cool; you know, the little mannerisms and antics you make to look average, concentrated, and uninterested in the world around you. But I should have been playing my antics then, I’m so good at it ( Read more... )

ok guys, let's give it up for

humiliation

claps, claps, claps

whooooooooo, whoooooooo

claps, claps, claps

geez, my weekend was good.  almost too good.

You said love is that deep pounding excitement in your chest, and it feels like your heart is coming up through your neck. I then said, love is different for me, it feels like my heart is going to burst out of my chest, but then it suddenly shrinks into nothing, and it hurts. It is the feeling that perfectly signifies my inadequacy, my ( Read more... )

Alas, I can be honest. And am no longer afraid.

“I’m sorry Sir; I don’t know what you mean ( Read more... )

1) Allergies are kicking my ass ( Read more... )

My trip to Mississippi was a mistake and I should have stayed here. I realized quick that everyone was fake, and I never really belonged there. So I detached myself from everyone and imagined myself moving in this perfect, insolate orb. In there the days would pass slowly but I was practically asleep, waking up only occasionally ( Read more... )