Lucky are those who understand. Lucky am I to found a passion for which I may spend the rest of existence in ceaseless amusement. Not so simply labeled as "studio art", "architecture", or "literature", but creation. Yes, creation. The art of production of buildings; the assembly of colors and strong, waved lines of a pencil that together form a ( Read more... )

The clouds have settled in my mind; it may only be for a moment, because of this I driven to finish this ( Read more... )

It’s a Friday night, I’m 15 and stuck at my dad’s and I don’t care. I just spent 3 hours with my father, and I feel fine. These little things aren’t fazing me. The fact that I might get Kelly next year, and that my geometry teacher put me in regular (things I have been whining over for the last week or so) doesn’t matter. I’m alive and it doesn ( Read more... )

I know that writing this entry is completely contradictory to the last, but i just could not stand to keep this revelation to myself...

Change is NOT the only constant.

Now is constant. What shifts are the conditions surrounding the now.

Beat that biotch! It's all natural.. ^^

I don't plan on writing in here any longer. Not that it would make a difference seeing as lately every one of my posts has be pointless, meaningless bull and no one really wants to read about spinach wraps and the Mobil man. Granted, I have continued to write, but never got the chance or had the want to post them. Posting is just pointless to me ( Read more... )

Death to the evil russian Mobil man!!!!!!

*runs to the Mobil armed with an iron-filled breadstick*

Not that anyone reads this, BUT, I promised my brother (RJ) I would tell everyone his LJ username. Why? *shrugs*

It's fayt_leingod09 . Nothing special, just another emo LJ account. Have a great day....

Why is it that every journal entry on my friend’s page is worthless bullshit void of emotion (which generally live journal is avid on), humor, and/or meaning? I don’t mean to sound like a bitch but man, if you’re going to take the time to write something, please do write something that people care to hear about.

And on the eighth day, God looked upon the world and ...

Let there be spinach for spinach wraps

And there was spinach for spinach wraps, and they where good.