so, not to make much of a proclamation about it but, ive decided to ease myself off of weed ( Read more... )

how come i gotta get to an extreme level of enlightened benevolence towards the world before a girls gotta do anything equal for me, how come i blahblahblahblahim not happy with the way shit is, how bout i just say that?

I wanna start my own zine for discovering new music and have all my friends write for it, and have reviews for old albums and other stuff than music, just a life-zine-blog (that doesn't get shit on when you mention by name)

But actually do it

Ya know I could say more about it, but I think saying that I was just getting my ass kicked emotionally and physically should suffice, I'm trying not to feel too bad or to block myself off from however I may actually feel about leaving coachella, I guess these things happen

I'm on my way to coachella and the anxiety in me isn't too bad, I just have this vulnerable feeling like I'm gonna die and there's no one around who loves me...but that's leading me to question why this feeling isn't always there and what I've come up with is that when I'm home I have comforts that reassure me that the paradox of everything doesn't ( Read more... )

fuck i am reeling in fucking pain right now, really? this is me? i am this? this is it? no time for reproach, im just in pain, right now...thats all, thats it, thats me, i am in pain

dont know how im doing any of it right now, my feet should fall from me at any time now

fuck you melinda dreams, you are the bane of my existence

i feel like ive really lost the idea of what anything is

its anyones guess these days, i mean, not anyones

blahhing, blahhing it up, not moving feels better than moving, not moving is moving

i wish not talking was talking, then maybe id be a person to non people