I'm 25 now. Had this journal since my teens. Idk from when ( Read more... )

FUCK ( Read more... )

I sat on the porch in my thick pea coat. It was misting, ever so lightly. A rainbow glow surrounded me and touched every plant in the vaccinity. A cold wind brushed by all of our legs are we smoked rolled cigarettes and discussed life and our hardships ( Read more... )

what the fuck is going on

i am going backwards through time
and finding myself, AS MYSELF, here, now
in the same position of vulnerability
that i was in when i was 17

get me out of this vortex

i need to find my life, again..

i also need to give up on love- cuz its clearly given up on me.

I BROKE MY CANON.

MY WORLD.
IS OVER.

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FUCK.
MY DREAMS ARE SHATTERED.

I WAS SUPPOSED TO FUCKING MOVE TO L.A.
NOW I HAVE TO WAIT 4 MONTHS.

fuck

yeah, my journal is private. and because you arent my friend stop CREEPING, YOU CREEPER.

i trust the absent void of livejournal and its endless apt pupils to witness some of my private photographs ( Read more... )

Today i went to bio in the morning and took a test. i decided i needed to take some drugs and drive to west marin. it was a good idea, nonetheless. i drove out to tamales bay. i almost died there so the place has some creepy nostalgic aura for me. i parked on a cliffside near the ocean and took my camera and hiked for like an hour down this path. ( Read more... )