mariel, if you can hear me, why isn't this fun anymore?

I feel new to livejournal. Livejournal is an old friend I have not stayed in contact with. I missed it. "Now-a-days" facebook and myspace is popular but what happened to the art of the written word. I miss reading about people's days, and writing about my own. Sure, I have a "paper journal," but livejournal allowed me to express myself differently ( Read more... )

the boy.

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Have you ever realized that when you sqush (skwooosh) an ant and then smell your finger, it smells like some kind of fragranted oil, such as perfume? It is very odd. All of those reading this are now thinking how strange it would be to smell your finger after such an act, but you must understand, I am a smeller. I smell everything. Perhaps it is my ( Read more... )

hey.hey. I got my license. I was trained today on the register. I'm graduating next January. & I am in love with a Terry.

Life comes together when you least expect it to.

( winter&inlove. )

And she says, "never think of me platonically, dear ( Read more... )

"It is a cool yet warm fall-like night, taking me back to various points in my life when this same calming weather took its effect on me. Bringing me back to a time when planning a way to sneak out of the house and hang out with some strange boys, was my biggest goal of the evening. Later, returning home and spilling out every thought in my head, ( Read more... )

what up?

everything has been so loud and busy in my head.

It all gets better, dear. Let's touch extremities and whisper our wishes at 11:11. Simon Says. Curse the wish that won't come true. And take large doses of Benedryl in hopes of sleeping. When the sun goes down, the moon comes up. Post it notes collect and make piles in overworked brains that are underslept. Let's kiss noses and tell stories. Draw ( Read more... )