if this is the "peak" of my life, in which case i certainly hope not, then it's actually quite funny considering the way everything sucks so bad.

Im feeling kinda (negative emotion) right now, and i really wish i was (action word) my (object). I got a whole bunch of (something expensive) for my birthday, but i think i might sell them to a(n) (extinct animal) so i can get raise money to get a lifetime supply of (grocery item), which will help me survive when i move to (third-world country). I ( Read more... )

1. YOUR PORN STAR NAME: (Name of first pet / Street you live on): 
Bonzai Jungle
2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (Name of your favorite snack food / Grandfather's first name): 
Triscuit Bob
3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME: (First word you see on your left / Favorite restaurant): 
Lipton Fazolli
4. EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS: (Favorite spice / Last Foreign Vacation ( Read more... )

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I weep once more for us, but for how many more times? How long will this episode last? When will all the water and all the salt finally empty from my body so the tears can no longer form? I try, my love, I try. I know it will be alright, but how can you be so sure? I hope this is the last time the rug is pulled out from under you. Is it all for the ( Read more... )

Pray for me. Pray for my strength. I can imagine now the tears, how they will build in the corners of my eyes, not even when I must once again bid you farewell, but long before that, upon opening my eyes that painful morning that I dread so much. Would I do this all over from the beginning? In a heartbeat. I would relive every second of the thrill ( Read more... )

I spit at the word "soon." It mocks my pain.
I’ll see you soon. I’ll talk to you soon. We’ll be together soon.
In all reality, this time apart is not as vast as those endured by others, but when time moves so slow that you wonder if time itself has turned his back on you or if he is enjoying your suffering, "soon" becomes as far as forever.
Your ( Read more... )

so i quit my job this weekend...because i hated it.
now im jobless.
so now maybe i can finally get my act together with dance.
i need a new job.

i feel so responsible for everything that happens.
people are so obsessed with money.
people are so heartless sometimes.
i want to help so bad.
it's all almost over.

so today, mark was supposed to call me this morning at like 1030 so i could go pickhim and john up to hang out with jared...but at like 10 i got a knock on my door while i was finishing my hair. guess who?? mark and john were knocking on my door. i asked them how they got here and they told me they walked to my house...FROM DELTONA! hard to believe ( Read more... )

Three Names You Go By ( Read more... )