Note to the wise:
Be nice to everyone you can. It's the ones that you think are close that stab you in the back.

Cliques are for high school. What. Are we all 16 here?

If you live here on the East Coast, then you will understand the incredibly good mood I have been in for a few days. The weather is just - perfect. It's nice to walk around the city and not feel like you are the human water main.

Cynthia and I were scarfing down clubs yesterday at the Big Apple Gourmet Deli. It was very obvious that I was in a ( Read more... )

In this buisness, you meet people who ignore others regarded as social inferiors or have mindset of superiority.

I have met some here, near by home, filming, or randomly in public.

I am talking about, for lack of a better word, snobsThere are not only a lot of these snobs out there, but unfortunately there are several different types of them. ( Read more... )

I think I might be buying accounts for people who's livejournal I enjoy. There's a few I've been reading for awhile and would like to see stick around.

Just for curiousity, and wanting to pry into everyones lives..
To anyone who has a significant other (gay or straight):How did you meet? What struck you most about this person? How is the ( Read more... )

Whatever happened to classic romance? A love we all see in the movies? The type of love that makes any of us run over to the nearest tissue box. A love that each and everyone of us hopes to find every single day of our lives. Not just any love, but the kind of love that will conquer any other in history ( Read more... )

i feel calm. needy. wishing this home wasn’t so empty. i glance at the clock, which seems every other hour..but they are only minutes. holding back on a small pout, i know i can't sleep. as the fan tumbles the hair infront of my eyes, i watch his chest rise and fall to the sounds of a female singing from somewhere. his bones have been my ( Read more... )

first, you worry about 50 states.
then you wonder about dozens of streets and cities.
now we have the over-populated internet.
and you're completely stuck, knowing you will have to see or run into an ex-lover somewhere.
the words flow in my head. i've thought of them for years or months after a break-up. how could you? do you even realize what ( Read more... )

what can i say?
nine months feels like nine years and i need to take up as many hobbies as i possibly can to pass the time. a girl must indulge sometimes.

see-ya insomnia, hellooo addictive internet.