The default font changed. Neat ( Read more... )

So, yeah. I'm trying to use tumblr but between teenagers that are experiencing age-old stuff that I can only grin at here and there and people looking to start ethical debates, it's fucking exhausting. So I'm here ( Read more... )

My face is red. I've been in a bit of an old mood today. I haven't felt anger this profound since I was a teenager. I really want to punch a hole in the wall, scream at someone, or inflict self-harm, but I know it won't help. Catharsis doesn't actually work. I want to hurt the dude living with us, because he's spent so much time and wasted so much ( Read more... )

Every time my father's home, he's gotta sleep on the couch. That means he gets to snore and make the whole house hear it! He's below a catwalk that connects the upstairs rooms, and the sound is amplified by the height of the ceiling! And my mother is down at the base floor. Back then, it was frightful because she could express her anger in a ( Read more... )

This place is a pit. Well, not really a pit. I'd call it a divot, but that would imply something sinking in. No, this place hasn't really changed at all, and I suppose that by getting bored it's just started to LOOK crappy. Things have to get worse before they'll get better, only nothing's really getting terrible. Just bad. Like, my job just got ( Read more... )

I'm checking my ability to draw and write every day to make sure that I'm still able. It's not going away this time, I think. I'm even more able to draw from memory, which is a pretty annoying coincidence because I've been really bad with memory lately. Oh wait, no I haven't, I've just been high a lot. A lot, a lot. I don't want to say how often, ( Read more... )

WOW. I was this pretentious? Euuuughhhhh. This is really awkward for me. "If she does not wish to earn my contempt". Pffofoooooooff. What was I thinking? Ok. Tomorrow night, I'm getting out a bottle of rum. I'm going to have to wade my way through this thing. It'll be a fun read.

I'm pretty tired of web 2.0. This crap is really hard to get used to, especially since with each installment you're getting less and less said. Imageboards started out as a cute concept, but man do they ever allow free thought to roam unchecked. With a more instantaneous way of blurting out whatever bullshit floats to the top of your mind, the more ( Read more... )

I've been trying to wrap my mind around a recurring problem this girl has. It started, ended, or rather, continues, due to the fact that we're all trying to remain a group of friends. Up to this point, I'm mostly simply going along with it - I can't say I want to date her any more, but I fear that shying away would only cause things to get worse. ( Read more... )

When I'm in a complacent peace of mind, I have time to sort out my emotions, and flaws. I stood on the stone before my front door, and heard noises that were either there, or distorted. A tap followed by several taps rings to my mind an eye, followed by other eyes to fix their gaze on whatever has attracted its interest appear to me until the ( Read more... )