my brother's back home for the summer. i missed him, and i spent a while talking to him this morning. he's a neat kid. i'm glad i know him.

i wish i had lived in the 70s. or 50s. or some other decade with movements i could stand for. i want to be an activist. for something that matters. i want to stand for something and have people listen to me. i'm so restless on the inside and i wish i had an outlet for it. but, if i had lived in the 70s, i'm pretty sure i would have done a lot of ( Read more... )

today is a happy day.
i happen to like how i feel today.
today is a non-school day.
interesting parallel.

i'm tired ( Read more... )

.i. .am. .a. .mess.

how did i become so much of what i hate in the world?

i need to try transcendental meditation.
then maybe my outer body can figure out just what the hell is going on on my inside.

i mean, it works for david lynch. he's normal, right?

when did i get to be such a bitch? it really makes me sick sometimes ( Read more... )

i've got these weird, rather violent butterflies in my stomach that just won't go away. and i just don't know how to explain them.

why can't adults just grow the hell up ( Read more... )

"...i'm just little ole me. i was chosen, chosen by the lord to be in this election."

shut up, ophelia ford.
stupid loon.

i might have been in the "third tier," but i'm pretty sure i know of at least a couple fellow third-tierers who made the stupid play ( Read more... )