I need to escape.

Run. Run. Run.

Because it's all too fucking hard.

All of it.

From now on, this is a party journal.

No deep insights, no inner thoughts, no pensive, reflective shit.

That is all, bitches.

You know, I think I'll keep this journal around, just so I can read and comment. But probably not post though, unless something big comes up.

Well, it's been a long time in coming, but it's here. I hardly ever post anymore and hardly ever read anyone else's entry. In light of recent events, I think it's time to put an end to my involvement with LiveJournal. It was a rough ride while it lasted filled with some ups and some downs and enough memories to last me for a while. From now on ( Read more... )

Choose a band/or artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band:: Goo Goo Dolls ( Read more... )

You know, I'm confused by you.

I really am.

I have no idea what to make of you.

I haven't a clue as to what you're thinking.

But that's part of the fun, isn't it?

Work sucks, yes? Yes.

Life sucks, yes? Yes.

Everything sucks, yes? YES.

God, I hate it all. Fuck it all.

Who would have thunk it?

The weekend went by like a blur, like so many before it ( Read more... )

I'm thinking about calling her...