I forgot about this. And feel kind of bad for not posting since, what? June something ( Read more... )

This is when I realize that I'm really bad at committing to anything that isn't school or a job.
Everything sounds so much better when they remain ideas.

What's the acceptable age for having a mid-life crisis? What constitutes as mid-life? There's no way of knowing how long you'll live.

Life is turning into a haze of work and coffee shops and sleepovers in Echo Park ( Read more... )

If my livejournal friends were my actual in-person friends, life would be completely different.
(and vice versa)

Sex without Love by Sharon Olds ( Read more... )

There is seriously no justification as to why bad things happen to good people ( Read more... )

New school year tomorrow. I'm ready ( Read more... )

"and just when I get so lonesome I can't speak, I see some flowers on a hillside like a wall of new TVs"

Everyone is gone, or will be soon.

Solitary solitaire.
Pigeon-holed friendships.
And hanging out on suede couches with three bromanced bros and their cat Max, whom they thought was a boy up until last week.

Things are moving so fast.
And I'm still not any better at explaining how I feel.

My WeekMonday: summer school, babysitting an eight month old boy ( Read more... )