i'm sick of this journal. and sick of having to keep two journals that are both full of crap.
so i'm consolidating and i'm moving.

los_fantasmas los_fantasmas los_fantasmas

add me, but only if you really care.
no obligations here.

i have returned to the place i was at when i was 16/17.
except this time i'm a little wiser, and less depressed.
disconnected, slightly dejected, and distant? yes.
depressed? no.

sometimes it feels like i'm going to tear the world down with my hands.

i am DONE with finals.
i am SO happy.
freedom freedom freedom now all the time.

"Come on. Come out of the rain.
You're not impressed. You're just too learned.
I took the book. I lit the page.
Your sabbatical was burning.
Sweet sweet sweet sweet fires in the street."oh god. the rain right now almost makes up for the shitiness of finals ( Read more... )

it's one of those moments when i'm trying to get all my finals done and i realize "fuck. this is NOT what i want to be doing with my life ( Read more... )

i feel like the little fox that wants to be tamed.

maybe there are things that you just shouldn't tell anyone.

maybe if you can't articulate it, it's not meant to be articulated.

i think that before entering college, kids should be required to take one or two years off to figure shit out ( Read more... )

any major decision requires a loss and a gain ( Read more... )