im drinking too much these days ( Read more... )

Im not sure what to write in this stupid goddamn thing anymore.

Life is not what I want it to be right now, I have nothing to write anymore, no air to breathe, and no words come to mind.

good day.

Dear Diary,

Last Night I cam across a strange fungus that I ingested. It allowed me to have sight beyond sight. I saw some of the most beautiful things. Allen Street gives some strange scary experiences some times.

Either way, im in a deep somber sad mood today.

this entry is about like breathing some days; pointless.

alice.

Days, time, people change ( Read more... )

I remember a chemical romance that I used to have, but have no more. I remember a beautiful green bride of flowers that I used to love so much that I took her into my body, in symbiance with my bloodstream; she was forever a part of me. Oh sweet Lucy. Green with envy, she will show us all of the things that she always wanted so much. She can ( Read more... )

wow, so im at work typing this, and my resolution could not be more inviting (sarcasm ( Read more... )

my life, my ciggerete. revisited ( Read more... )

my life, my ciggerete. revisited ( Read more... )

Wow, life is good. Today I was thinking back to when I found the I in Me. Hahaha, that is an inside joke that only Victor and Big Ben would get, and neither of them read my journal. So It will just be a secret ( Read more... )

I went camping last night ( Read more... )