new livejournal, my paid account on this one ran out and i hate it.
'nuff said.

Oh my.
what a terrible dream.
oh my, oh my.
what terrible dreams.

do not drink the wine- they've poisoned it.

i hate this fucking town
getmeoutgetmeoutgetmeout!

y'know?
I think I'm alright, I think I'm going to be fine. Just gotta stand up, knock the dust outta my hair, and keep on walking.
Starting pottery soon, I dropped by to let Jeff know.
Suddenly I feel alright, I don't feel amazing, first page, or supertastical, but I don't feel painted over.
I... also feel late, gotta go.

alright weekend ( Read more... )

Not enough sleep, never enough sleep. And of course I'm tired of life, tired of this, I've been doing the same thing for as long as I can remember. It's almost all I can remember, except a few happy days in the sun way back when ( Read more... )

gettin' through a sunday..
..or a monday. or a tuesday, for that matter.
talkin' to the walls, just me again.
just me.

heh, i shouldn't have done that, meybee, but, ahwell, ohwell, nowell. numb.

i hate 2004, but i almost loved it.
fuck people.
i hate tulsa.
fuck new years eve.
i hated christmas, too.

yay early 2005! i might go to bed. or draw on concrete walls.
fuck y'all.
all of you. :)

...i feel so weird right now.

Goodbye, lovely.