hello, im not dead ( Read more... )

i dont understand cruelty. especially cruelty to a person who is hurting. to a person who you claim to love, were in-love with. how does one allow himself to become such a monster? how can a person keep themselves from caring for another human being, scream at them and call them names, put them down like they are going through nothing? how can one ( Read more... )

i can tell myself everything will be ok all day long, and believe it. but the fact is my heart is broken. and no place that i move, or thing i accomplish, or amount of fun i have, will make that pain dissipate ( Read more... )

( i am more than this )

( how do you make love stay? )

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the internets is boring. i refuse to come under its spell again. my life is in its renaissance, and the internet is like the church, trying to drag me in and live my life by its order and aspect. i choose the polyphony of the real world over the monophonic hum of this black box ( Read more... )

my gosh i havent had time to be on this machine in days. feels pretty good. i dont think ill spend much time straying from this pattern of abstinence. ive got pages upon pages of flist to read, but i dont feel obligated as i may have before, when i had less to do, less interest than ive got currently for finding something else. or not so much ( Read more... )

really, i feel like something wound-up. something intense ( Read more... )

1. when you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was behind you ( Read more... )