I'm glad no one was here when I got home because I'm afraid the significance that's just barely eluding my conscious thought would be wasted in the space between words if I was forced to make polite conversation ( Read more... )

so you turned your back on a world that you could never have...

I stared at this page for too long.
I find that I just...can't.
sorry.
suffice it to say that everything has gone as wrong as it could possibly have gone.
and I had to watch it all happen.
and...
I just can't.

I wonder how it's gonna be when you find out there was nothing between you and me...'cause I don't care, how's it gonna be.

everything's different.
I don't have time to talk about it right now but I just wanted you, as me in the future, to know that I'm fucked up.

I'm tired all the way through. I feel like even my bones are yawning in protest. I want to walk, but I can't even come up with the motivation to curb my phantom restlessness. I guess when I really think about it I'm not restless at all. I'm just fucking tired. tired of everything that has ever made me feel remotely energetic. tired of feeling like ( Read more... )

things are not going well in the land of my house ( Read more... )

merry effing christmas.
NOT.

who else is glad that today is NOT chirstmas?

so, chris got me an FBI agent set for christmas.
it came with a badge, and handcuffs, and aviators...
and this awesome bright orange gun that shoots little suction darts.

it's awesome.

Greg got home shortly afterward.
Upon seeing my new gun, he immediately took it and shot me in the eye.

merry fucking christmas.

I just can't really comprehend how things can be going so well ( Read more... )

I need cigarettes.

I only have one left, and I don't have any means of acquiring more.

sad, sad, sad.

addictions are so cool.

not to be confused with yo-yo...the popular childrens toy ( Read more... )