i got a new livejournal.

___lovemetender

go add me because i am too tired to add you.

i am sick of everything.

i feel like all i am doing is waiting, not even living. all through the insanity and excitement, the waiting is the one quiet underlying motive. somebody give me something else to want. i hate patience.

there is no sense in pretense.
your eyes give you away.
something inside you is feeling like i do.
we've said all there is to say.

[good song]

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when i'm walking
i strut my stuff
and i'm so strung out
i'm high as a kite
i just might
stop to check you out

[stuck in my head]

killed on friday: MY SEXUAL DESIRES
killed on friday: I NEED TO SATISFY THEM

after the past two days, i have no idea where i am going or where i want to go. reality is so difficult to get a grip on; i am starting to think it might not exist at all. reality only exists in your own head; when your head, or thinking, or attitude, changes, reality changes too. as far back as i can remember, ever since i was a little kid, life ( Read more... )

Thus the night fled away, as if it were a winged steed, and he careering on it; morning came, and peeped blushing through the curtains; and at last sunrise threw a golden beam into the study, and laid it right across the minister's bedazzled eyes.

pretty tiny things like this are what keep me alive from day to day. from the scarlet letter by ( Read more... )

i hate being sick.
especially with finishing the scarlet letter tonight and going to work tomorrow ( Read more... )

you know what's fucking weird strangely tragic?when you wrote a letter months and months ago, but never gave it to the intended recipient. maybe you threw it down some nasty storm drain ( Read more... )

i have such an appreciation for all the little things that make each day beautiful. i am so grateful for all i have. sometimes i wish other people were grateful for what they have too. why do they complain about the ones they love? at least they've got somebody to love. at least they are not alone.