I'm here. Which means I'm in some weird love/heartbreak plateau in my life. The view up here is amazing. I'm a whole lot more positive about it than I used it be ( Read more... )

I guess I just don't understand why I should feel like I did anything wrong...

And I really don't think either of them ignoring me makes anything easier.

I'm just sick of it always being an uphill battle.

I've been in a pretty lousy mood this last month or so.

And I've been a pretty lousy friend to some people.

I can't say I completely apologize to them (most of which will never see this), but I definitely am sorry that my mood is making me do such things.

Ryan: 0
Lonliness\Ladies be dumb: More than 0

I need more from you than what you offer. I'm sorry that it'll never work out, but you should have known it was doomed from the start.

Hey Ryan, where do you go when you get your hopes up and trampled in a months time? LiveJournal. Why? Because I enjoy the scripted drama of everyday life. I like when things are written down and melodramatic. As in a scripted reality show. YES, a scripted reality show. It's sad when I see something on MTV that keeps me up past 3 am without a single ( Read more... )

There aren't enough pencils in packages for all the paper, enough AA batteries for all the clocks on all of the walls, enough sheets to cover all of the beds in every bedroom, or enough energy to power all of the televisions in every living room ( Read more... )

what's up... fucking live journal. I. Am. singing while I type this. Making up songs in the form of journals. I need to be a good dragon herder ( Read more... )

What's worse?

Knowing that I have alot of creativity and alot of intelligence within myself with no will to create an outlet?

or

Knowing that I have alot of creativity and alot of intelligence and being afraid of it, that it might be too much for me to handle?

What's the worse deadly sin? Laziness or fear?

Lately I've wanted to have conversation, but find myself lacking the motivation to talk to people. Something about a second point of view makes me want to get rid of my computer, quit my job, throw out my phone, and sit by myself forever.

Not sure if I'm okay with that.

Stev Goldstein was a shrew of a rogue. When quelled, he was gifted a magical sword, whom restored him to his grandeur. When threatened, the sword was his strength. When threatening and FOLLOWING A FUCKING STORYLINE THE SWORD KILLED HIM AND WOULDN'T LET HIM PLAY NEVERWINTER NIGHTS ANYMORE.

Uh-noying.