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"And I will walk on water..."
Blaming January is the easiest thing I've ever done. I've painted it black, taken it back, and now, I stand dripping, big blotches of tar staining my feet. I can blame January for bringing a new year, new life, and just so easily say fuck it all, but I can't, because of this:
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"And here we go again..."
My face looks like someone beat it with a stick, I'm working a 60 hour week, school started on Tuesday, my feet are messed up again, maybe even surgery worthy, I'm not sleeping enough, I go out every night for dinner, and my house is so cold that the floor is icy.
I LOVE LIFE. This is what being young is about. I don't mind running my ass off if I'm ( Read more... ) -
"And bless my baby..."
Baggage, holding me down, drowning me in ridicule. Baggage, that tugs and pulls and forces me to live another's life because I can't live my own without it. Baggage, that follows me in every second and reminds me constantly that without me, it stays, alone and gathering dust, and so I feel guilty and bring it along.
This tattered rucksack is full ( Read more... ) -
"Oh no, I just keep on falling, back to same hole."
New relationships. Want to go to Friday’s? We know where you sleep. You like WHO? Maybe we can just skip class and go to the beach. I love everything about you. His name is Josh. I think we can make it work. Whatever it takes. How about Wal-Mart, ice cream, and margarita mix? I think I’m pregnant. This is the most exciting thing ever!!! They’re an ( Read more... ) -
"Let's be more than... this."
This update is totally for Tamara, since no one else reads this.
Life is triumphantly beautiful. School and working are amazing. I'll be a Sophomore in college in three more hours!!! You know, assuming I pass the final.
The girls are great. They are so excited for the move!
Wes, Josh, Ryan, Brad, and Jeremy are fantastic. Brad is in Tennessee until ( Read more... ) -
"Now looky here, Princess Fairyweather..."
This has been the most ridiculous week ever, just in case anybody was wondering. Profoundly speaking, I'm run dry. I can't sit here and pretend like I have some life-altering thing to say or whatever, I just want to ramble on about nothing in particular ( Read more... ) -
"That's what you get when you let your heart win..."
These past few weeks have been hectic and soul crushing. Robber barons of a century past have swamped my memory and stolen all facsimiles of peace and reverence I might have had and replaced them with ideals of mediocrity and suffering as pleasure.
I'm scared of what might happen and unable to reconcile the idea that anything other than this path I' ( Read more... ) -
"Break it out..."
As I stand staring out the open door of my quaint Park Avenue store, I can't help but wonder who, if anyone, will ever read this, this memoir of sorts. I suppose I'm writing to myself to pass the time as a syncophantic pattern of eighth notes plays overhead, but I think that I must also be writing to my friends, my family, my contemporaries, ( Read more... ) -
"Hmm..."
Since it's now confirmed, I need input.
My picks for girl's names are:
Melee (pronounced Molly) Josephine
Emilie Anne
Ainsley Elisabeth
and
Corinna Madeline
My picks for boy's names are:
Joshua Bryson
Jeremy Lucas
Milo Bradley
and
Adam Wesley.
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"Paper birds..."
I helped them pack up the van today, trying not to cry the entire time. Someone please explain to my why I have to let them go again not ten hours after I got them back ( Read more... )