this is my two year livejournal birthday. i am so old ( Read more... )

san fransisco is amazing. i love that city, i love that city, i love that city. i am definitely, absolutely, for fucking sure moving up there for college, and possibly, forever. it is screaming out my name in the depths of my heart. goodbye suburban hell temecula, goodbye. i will only miss the few of you. the rest can burn in the hell of a sun this ( Read more... )

But I fell for the promise of a life with a purpose
But I know that that's impossible now
And so I drink to stay warm, and to kill selected memories
'Cause I just can’t think anymore about that, or about her tonightthere is this throbbing in the corner of my skull, behind my eye. it reminds me that i need to open the cabinet again, soon. i am worse ( Read more... )

i am not sure what is going on. there is a definite flow. movements and objects and events pass me by. even though i don't understand how i got here, it doesn't hurt. i have a confused heart. i want to, and i try to always, follow what i feel inside this muscle of love (did you hear? i love you all). but right now, i can't understand the murmurs ( Read more... )

i am not tired. i am not tired. (god, i'm exhausted)

who needs to sleep? i just need to dream. a lot has been happening/ my days feel like weeks/ (it is because i am weak ( Read more... )

like a firefly glowing inside our collapsed palms ( Read more... )

my chest will collapse. it burns like my eyes burn like my cheeks burn as the salt stains my skin. i love you so much. i love you so much. i love you so much. i can't say it enough. it rewinds and plays, rewinds and plays in my head ( Read more... )

so... anyone need a ride?

i can't remember if i said 'thank you' or not. it's somewhere there, i hope. i feel bad, almost. but it also feels like it's an unoffical, unspoken kind of agreement. i need a job by the twenty-fifth or i'm stuck working for my parents. i despise working under them.

(/announcement)

because of such difficulties in the msn/hotmail system, i've changed my e-mail to:

tremblingweather@hotmail.com

thanks. send me something sweet.

(end/announcement)

i want to say that i'm okay. which i am, considering. i mean that i'm trying to not let high school horomones get me down anymore. even though sometimes the subject of her will come up and it feels like i'm two thousand miles underwater and i somehow got there with not enough air to swim back to the surface ( Read more... )