Every little bridge has its fire.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting like a puppy, eager to please.

( This weekend has been kind of a blast of fun.
Something I've definitely needed. )

Feh.

I could stare at this page all I want and I wouldn't feel any less comfortable with the fact that despite all of my complaining and bitching and venting and realizations, I'm still here. When pressed for the facts I can't even think of a reason why my continued existence in this exact point in space is bothering me. Is it my family? Surely that ( Read more... )

Sometimes people say things without thinking.
And then the people that they say these things to consume themselves with self-doubt.
I can't play guitar for shit.
I can't do a lot of things for shit right now.

Though it may not appear so.
I am quite comfortable in my surroundings.

Today and every day from now on, I will need myself more than I need other people.

Whether or not this means that I will start being assertive is still being debated.

It's been a long ass time since I've posted anything in this thing ( Read more... )

I'm tired of feeling bad every time I do something little wrong.

I want to not care sometimes.

Meh?
Woo?
I feel...
Well
Bad?
Angry?
Sad?
Disappointed?
Guilty?
Stupid-as-all-fucking-hell?

There is no single word to describe how I feel right now. Go me!

Nice, long day volunteering tomorrow to think about it. Get to wake up at 5:00...mmm, no weekend sleep for recovery from a stupidly long two days. Thursday Friday, no more of you two ( Read more... )

I have the horrible feeling that I'm the most inconsiderate person in the world, and yet a whole bunch of people like me for being considerate ( Read more... )