Not enough people smoke at U of T, but I'm dealing. Classes seem easy, although I've been put off of psychology a little bit by reading what other students have said. I kicked around campus without really committing to anything, buying books and having transcripts printed, pretending that I knew people and walking with my head high, putting my hand ( Read more... )

( bukowski's take on dead birds )

yo! fucking everyone add raraerica on lj because i am not going to post on iabhorwhores anymore, really i mean it ( Read more... )

p.s. new journal, raraerica. tell your friends family and coworkers. not friends only. no interesting gossip. maybe it'll help me keep in touch.

ha, ha.

ow.

there's a lot of people i want to see in the next few days, but you're going to have to call me because i am too scared to call you ( Read more... )

everyone's getting all grown up and it's getting kinda scary.

one week.

O LORD LET ME SLEEP

(...no.)

i can't stop shaking and hyperventalating.

i have been mad fucked up about university and not telling anyone for too too too long and now i think it's taking it's fucking tole.

ohsithishitshitshitshist!

there is no emotion; there is peace.

star wars, what WOULD i do without you?

(so much for an early night. damn weed taking so long to get.)

some poems i wrote a long time ago but never really read or put up or anything, mostly because they were from a LOOOOOONG ass time ago. like last year, back when i could write

(ha, ha)

untitledi took a shower ( Read more... )