Don't you ever wish it was as easy as books make it out to be? Kahlil spews out brilliant ideas and concepts of love, life, marriage- the whole schebang. but it's never that easy. It's words on paper. Words on paper, I tell myself. It's just as easy as that. And then I stumble, fall. Words on paper, Drew. Words on paper. Why can't it be ( Read more... )

She didn't wait long at all did she?

"I really don't know love at all"

head going crazy ( Read more... )

So, as Puppet Bu...oops...President Bush continues to work his way to the top of the ladder as the worst leader ever (oh yeah, he's challenging the likes of Idi Amin, Mussolini, and Pol Pot) the smart ones keep reminding us of how ignorant he is. Although, even when they dumb it down, sometimes it doesn't always hit home. But besides blind ( Read more... )

Someone once told me mutual break-ups are the best. They lied.

I ache. It's not her fault. It's mine, really. I fell. hard.

But it's ok, because it was a clean break up, the kind that allows us to be friends. yay. And although my heart is heavy, I feel relieved.

Heartache is good. It's like research for my show.

ok, so I have a quick disclaimer to make. Naturally, i love to write when I'm sad or incredibly emotional. Thus, this live journal would seem like the babbling of a RIDICULOUSLY depressed man. But I'm not. I've just been in a lull lately and feel compelled to write. I'm actually happy much more than sad (like normal people!); however, i just ( Read more... )

working in theatre is like constantly being your own shrink. I've come to the conclusion lately that I am a hopeless romantic with dreams of grandeur and hope in people. Unfortunately, when it comes to hope and dreams of grandeur, people always abuse your trust. I love to trust and i love to love. Only, I feel a majority of those who surround ( Read more... )

It's Saint Patty's Day. I'm sober. Alone. Nothing to celebrate.

I'm turning into my father. great.

Slipping out of it I think. It's not my fault, I know, but it still makes me sad.

I've got to admit it's getting better, a little better all the time...