I really, really miss Roma right now. I need out of Philadelphia.

I need -- an escape. It should be in the form of a button. An escape button. Every life should have one in times like these.

"I could sleep
I could sleep
I could sleep
I could sleep
When I lived alone
Is there a ghost in my house?
When I lived alone
Is there a ghost in my house?
My house..."

simple, but powerful, as i hope to be. but alas i live the life of a stepping stone to no avail.

time is fleeting.
and being a dreamer has never been more disheartening.

Homesickness fills up like puddles on the uneven pavement as I let the vehicle do the steering ( Read more... )

One of these days I will have all the answers ( Read more... )

Things can only be so perfect ( Read more... )

things are... getting better. the theatre company is awesome and it's so nice to have a job i look forward to going to. the coffee shop is okay. it's fun at times, but i seriously believe one of the girls there hates me for some reason. oh well. it doesn't bother me too much, but when you're trying to work, and get the job done well, it's kind ( Read more... )

stop - look - panic - break - for these dark and twisting winding roads in the dreary night skies take us beyond what our emotions can handle spin me all around in this cycle and wheel making me dizzy with fear and uncertainty with no control yet it brings forth such exhilaration but in myself this excess of time allows an overflow of self probing ( Read more... )

Tangled twisted love affair ( Read more... )

when your heart crashes, your entire body stops ( Read more... )

...or at least not let it dictate your future. i fell into the same trap once again. for the first time in a long time, i was really attracted to someone. and now -- it's nothing. he completely played me, like every other guy i come across ( Read more... )