This journal is friends only back until I got too lazy to change the privacy settings.

days after the failure to give justice to the jena six, the fiftieth anniversary of the little rock nine's success is celebrated.

the optimistic point of view is that this country is on its way.

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well today sure was utter shit.
tomorrow will be better.

if there is one thing i hate, it's people that lie right to my face.

day in

and day out.

poor show of affection: here, i plucked these roses from their home in the earth for you to watch shrivel and die in a vase. they're symbolic of my love for you.

excellent show of affection: come smell and feel roses with me in their natural habitat. the smile on my face while i am with you is symbolic of my love for you.

next piercing:

septum or nostril?

ooh this is ridiculous. the good kind of ridiculous, though ( Read more... )

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond ( Read more... )

i really wish i had something coherent to say. being a lover of expression by writing, it's a tad scary when words can't describe how i feel ( Read more... )

man, what a good night. it's so crazy how hanging out with my senior friends is different than my junior friends. also, i'm really glad that things aren't awkward between joshua and i, because he is seriously one of my best friends.

middle names are so strange. i guess because i've never been addressed as "marissa leigh" i don't feel familiar with