i feel

decidedly better

every morning i wake up and i've lived through this long and torturous or torturously wonderful dream ( Read more... )

i wish you'd call for once

i really
want to just
crawl into bed
and sleep
and never come out
ever

today i spent eighty dollars on a bag
but the thick lump in my chest came back
and didn't go away

lost.

goosebumps.

no one's around.

not a soul.

i need..

lost.

meh

blinde
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nice. let's keep it that way, shall we?

therefore, i will post a poem whenever i have the urge {namely, when i post the poem of the day on my friendster and i am feeling so obliged as to log on to lj to share it.}

And yet there was something else, something radically different, a countercurrent that pushed them to take initiative, to act with light-hearted enthusiasm, and to throw themselves again and again into novel enterprises. Between hope (paglaum) and its absence, despair, they did not choose. They just took both, if not with grace, at least in stride. ( Read more... )

allo, niemand..ich bin sehr muede. es ist 0200 Uhr und ich bin schon meine schlectlich Referat schreiben. verstehen sie mich? so ist das Leben. ich moechte im Bett gehen aber ich kann nicht meine Referat tun. also. ich muss jetzt arbeiten. guten Nacht.

honestly i have no idea how to use this

but uhm honestly. what friends?