I am discontented with myself. Right now, I hate myself. Therefor I hate others. I hate my words because they are stale. I hate my family because they trust me too much. I hate my friends because they don't know me. I hate myself because I cannot be still within myself. I hate my mother because she thinks I'm perfect. I hate my father because he ( Read more... )

...or is she?? Hmmmm ( Read more... )

Yes. It is official, the world has gone mad ("We're all mad here..." -Cheshire cat). I am such a FUNK man. Fuck, I can't even express it! Fuck it. Ireally don't know what my problem is. Maybe I don't have one; perhaps that's the problem. Maybe i get caught up in the little shit cuz they ain't no real shit to get caught up on. ...Oh, but that is ( Read more... )

People have certainly forgotten how to love. All this time I thought my idea of love was too absurd, too abstract, too selfish…Filled to my head in notions of love being very much real in this world like it is in the dusty pages of all those fairy tale books we keep at the very top shelf of our bookcases, (because that You is gone now, those times ( Read more... )

I read through the things I have written throughout the years, and I realize that nothing has changed much. I still find myself in the same agony, the same frustrations, the same inexplicably lonely loneliness, which still, with all my tedious efforts, I fail miserably to capture, describe, or explain. What is this inherent suffering that seems to ( Read more... )

08/18/2005 ( Read more... )

My name is Stefania Lakshmi Onofri-Mulchan and my initials are SLOM. Born in NYC, raise in Rome (ITALY), and now here in Georgia. Why Georgia? No freakin' clue ( Read more... )

Alright, so anywayz, I'm updating but i do not know why, because i have nothing to share really...story of my life ( Read more... )

*shrugs*
i DO like bad boys...

“Carpe Diem”, the professor’s voice whispered in my ear…”Carpe Diem, Carpe Diem” as I watched the crows that morning in the school parking lot, black against the graying day my life resembles. I sat in my car and waited for those words to penetrate me, for “seizing the day” is something I hadn’t done in quite some time.
The Church bell chimed 9:15 ( Read more... )