They lived. They drank hard. And they fell in love with each other ( Read more... )

I wish I had more time to write about my life, but alas, that's not the case just yet ( Read more... )

Loving people that you feel like you want to forget is hard.

confessing struggles is scary, but necessary I think. That's what community is for ( Read more... )

It was really cold today ( Read more... )

There are surely more important things I could do with my time, but I've felt like writing lately and I'm all out of pages in my real journal ( Read more... )

bitter ( Read more... )

I should really be sleeping. It's 2:15. This test that I've been attempting to study for for hours is pretty much going to anihilate me anyway. I should at least get some sleep in so the rest of the day isn't difficult. But you know, that would make sense. Killing yourself before every exam is the Aisha Way ( Read more... )

I'm not even supposed to be writing, but this is like a little piece of contraband right now. haha. The internet is probably 40% to blame for my procrastination. My addiction to friends and talking with them is probably about about 50% and my love of too long naps accounts for about 10%. Anyway, I figured if I get this out of my system, maybe I' ( Read more... )

So Here's my billionth attempt to revive this journal. I've gone back n forth between this and actual lined paper, but sometimes it's just easier to type things ( Read more... )