because i still keep coming back to this thing. my hair is a mess.

tomorrow is my birthday, but i really don't even care. i just want to be happy. i want to be free. is that so much to hope for? i mean, seriously. this is not the way i planned it.

Prologue ( Read more... )

i have been working and just trying to make it back to school with all the major components of my life intact.

i miss that place more than i could ever miss home.
and that's real.

weakened ( Read more... )

there are so many things i could say, so many things that i tried to say, but i'll just dedicate the poem to Evan Raleigh and keep it moving ( Read more... )

they are all liars and as you come home i will be one for you ( Read more... )

My life is like a movie. Or an album. Here's a song for now ( Read more... )

welcome to emancipation. when i stopped worrying about everyone else. when i stopped searching in all the wrong places. when i was finally okay. welcome to my liberty.

somewhere beyond the present there are answers to all the questions i've been asking for years ( Read more... )