So here's what's new, I guess ( Read more... )

I make people uncomfortable...and the only way I know to keep myself from doing that is to be uncomfortable myself by restraining synapses and chemical reactions. All in the name of equivalent exchange, I suppose.

...I wonder though, if it's worthwhile in the end.

Tacoma smells like red tide.

I've never cried harder nor felt happier in my entire life than during the final credits of this movie.

Late last night, I logged into LJ to read the comments left on my previous entry about feeling utterly defeated. The two comments left were from my brother and my best friend. Both of whom inflated my ego to Costco-sized proportions and inspired me to do something about making my life better, and I wanted to do so as soon as humanly possible. Let ( Read more... )

Bonnie and I have too much in common. We really are the same person. We have the same thoughts at the same time, all the time. Tonight she was talking to me about how she feels like she's plateaued in her life and she's so unsatisfied with it ( Read more... )

Nothing's made sense in my life for any reason at all since Erik and I broke up. But the strange thing is that us breaking up doesn't really have anything to do with anything. It was just the same timing is all. At least, that's what I'm going with for right now until I have a deeper insight ( Read more... )

It's 4:47am right now and I'm still awake when I have to get up for work in 6 hours. I did something tonight that I wish I didn't do. I searched every possible thing I could think of as far as Erik goes. I found out some interesting and rather disturbing aspects that have really taken a physical toll on me. Due to the lack of sleep I'm currently ( Read more... )

I think the only thing that made today even worth being awake for was that when I came home tonight, I found a Christmas card on the floor from Chris that made me feel good ( Read more... )

All day, my mind's been on him. Thoughts of him puncture holes in my dreams, horrifying them and waking me in the night. My guilt hasn't left me. It's not going to. Guilt is attracted to warm gentle areas, perfect for contamination and destruction of the soul. Eating away at warm, squishy feelings and leaving behind emotionless entrails filled with ( Read more... )