Fear, discomfort, lack of interest, failure, desperate, anxious, destroyed.

Nothing is making a difference. This world is finished.

A quiet A minor chord is strummed and held out as the rest fades to white.

The one thing I think that keeps livejournal alive is that you can always come back and look at old postings. Facebook is more in the now moment. The posts tent to not mean much...maybe its that I'm older and don't post things as interesting anymore. Either way, I can go back, and with the right set of eyes and any kind of network connection, I log ( Read more... )

To better days.

I have another photoshoot this coming Friday. I'm really excited for that but more importantly I'll be spending the weekend up north with my girlfriend. Yesssssss. At this point, we've been together for just about six months. Pretty big deal ( Read more... )

Hello Journal...ya big fluffy cloud of...fluff ( Read more... )

So, I'll be going on an airplane for the first time in my life. This also means I have my first passport. Also, this means that I'll be the farthest from home that I have ever been in my entire life. I'm excited and nervous at the same time because plane crashes are never a good thing and I've heard about too many growing up to actually feel one ( Read more... )

For now it seems everything is in control...so much control that it would almost feel like auto pilot. However, for how tight the grasp is that I have on things right now, I can't shake the feeling that something will somehow slip and everything falls apart. There's a feeling that for all the work I put in to making my body endure more and more ( Read more... )

I still have a livejournal.

Now let's party! (When it's warm)

with Disco Inferno Rasta Grip.

Fear is not an option.

Fuck winterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

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