Well here i am again on LJ when there's nowhere else to turn. i have been abanndoned at home by my friend thats rooming with me...after i gave up going out dancing so he wouldnt have to be suck at home alone. But then again i always do this. Expect too much, or give too much ya know? Friggin' ridiculous is what it is. i dont know why it's this way ( Read more... )

21....thats all i have to say about myself...21

So...life is life still which is a good thing but it seems to be busy now for some reason...could be the job...could be the boy...could just be the way things are. Except i feel isolated by my own devices. There are so many people i should have called back like years ago but havent. So here's a shout out to those people that i apologize to...Alicia ( Read more... )

i just wanna be home already!

So i was doing laundry (white clothes to be exact) and found that all of my socks now have lovely holes in them and are permenately darkened and dirty. I hate dirty socks and socks with holes in them...oh well. At least i can find comfort in the fact that i didnt do this to myself...err ( Read more... )

i hope all goes well for them...i hope trust isnt betrayed and i hope that love wins. I hope that hope isnt misplaced.

These nights are all so long these days. I dont do too much talking these days. (if you know that song you are a god among men) But i really dont, dont have much to say really. And i figure if thers's nothing good to say why talk? Some things change, some things stay the same and thats about how it all ends up in the end. I saw Melissa this week, ( Read more... )

Tonight was good. Real good actually. Full of adventure and mystery and alittle romance. But all thats the present past ( Read more... )

Hmm...life lately makes me wonder. Wonder about myself, wonder about others, wonder about events and their justification. There's always a fear of coming out of ignorance with me. It's what fuels my denial i believe ( Read more... )

it'a amazing how much a phone call can enlighten you. I have a question...and it's totally melo-dramatic which i realize but...why do people enjoy hurting me? I mean...is there some sort of pleasure that comes from deception, and to someone who is trusting? Can some sort of enjoyment be obtained from doing the things that you know will hurt someone ( Read more... )