I don't value solitude. In sociolinguistics, it's generally recognized that humans are talking animals: we do it instinctually. If you want proof, say various authors of various related books and articles, just consider how uncomfortable you feel when you're with someone and not talking. And I know, for a lot of people, that's true ( Read more... )

I think I'm tired of my life. There's nothing exciting about it anymore. I work full-time in retail even though everyone said "Go to university, then you can get a real job!" - Lies. Not that I looked too hard, I guess, but there's nothing that I want to do out there. There are no jobs that interest me. I'm sad that I had to graduate in 2010 ( Read more... )

FUCK it's been a while since I updated! So here are a few posts rolled into one (and hidded behind cuts so that I don't spam your friends pages too badly ;))

( Just say there's nothing holding you back (a.k.a.: pre-Christmas) )

No one has the incredible ability to make me feel better about anything like my mommy can. I mean, really, I don't know how she does it. I know a lot of people who can't talk to their parents because they always make them feel worse, but my mother always comes through. She's incredible, really. I don't know if she realizes it all the time, but ( Read more... )

I can feel the pressure building up behind my eyes and in my throat. I haven't had a good cry lately, and I know I need to. I know it seems wimpy and attention-seeking, or whatever, but it really just makes me feel better. I usually just do it when I'm alone with my mother at 11:30 at night. I looked at the clock earlier tonight and it said 11 ( Read more... )