I remember losing someone on this day, then being betrayed by them some three months later. Isn't it interesting that as much as I hate little drama moments like that.. I love them at the same time. It's changed who I am. It took a while for everything in the past 4 years to register, but now I've changed into something different. I'm proud of ( Read more... )

Since I'm no longer going to be here.. I wonder if the author of the anonymous love comment will come out of the woodwork.

This is for good now. This journal of mine is now obsolete. I'll find some way for the select few of you to see my thoughts, but this journal... this is no more.

I was gonna just throw one of my works in progress up before I left to try and hang out with Travis (and keep my mind above depression point ( Read more... )

That's the quote from Fight Club that I remember vividly as I swallow two maxadrine with a glass of wine. I'm not quite sure why I'm here right now. I think I may end up walking around chester soon.... I'll find a nice dark place to dissapear in.. like I did this week. I just, dissapeared. No one knew me or cared ( Read more... )

( Taking Back Sunday - Number Five With A Bullet )

1. What is the kinkiest thing you can imagine yourself doing ( Read more... )

Dancing in my head is the promise
Of a long lost love strewn between notes
Of a serene, endless melody her
Harp sings in order to curse me with
The sweetness of the memory when
I lay my head to rest at night.

It's since then that curses have become
My obsession of choice.

LAYER ONE ( Read more... )

I'm finally able to wear my glasses again, which is nice. I can finally sit back again and read a book or screens on the computer without straining too much. I hate having a sore on the bridge of my nose ( Read more... )