So I guess some things have changed since the last time I wrote anything in here. I've graduated from high school, gone to New York City, and built and demolished the set of an opera. I have a girlfriend, and quite an awesome one, albeit one who happens to live several hundred miles away. I've tried to grow a goatee. I have three pieces of ( Read more... )

fuck all the indecision.

Things I need to do:

Buy new music
Figure out what I'm doing this summer
Figure out where I'm going to school
Find a prom date

Thoughts?

*suspicious grin*

What? Oh, nothing.

I'm on a jury. What the fuck?

Illusions are gone. But I'm afraid of what's underneath, because there is frighteningly little. Midnight revelations tell me what they always have. I'd almost forgotten what it felt like to be this alone, to know that nothing I do is really worthwhile anymore. I wanted so badly to be able to focus my unfulfilled desires somewhere, but after ( Read more... )

Maybe I should have gone to the semi. I don't really think it's the kind of thing I would have enjoyed - it's not like I can dance or anything - but it's nature to regret it nonetheless. Sometimes I wonder if I've really progressed much in the last four years.

It's probably a good thing when circumstances force me to confront things that I would otherwise avoid indefinitely.

starvingeyes87: i think i am on the lamest and most anticlimactic downward spiral evar

I need a catalyst.