I'm tired of Greensboro. Of everyone knowing everything about everyone. Why are random people telling me all of your business before I ever even meet you? Everyone is connected. No one is really a stranger here, but no one is really friends either ( Read more... )

Oh, all these bridges I've burned could light up this whole fucking city.

I know I can do better than this.

I'm in a pissy mood. Which is weird because the day started out fantastic. Not even seeing all my shame on Tate St. could sour the mood. I went to the mall with Brit and that was a good time, and then like all of my friends were going to actually go out together. But slowly, everything fell apart. And it isn't a big deal, its just that everything ( Read more... )

"The story of life is quicker than the blink of an eye. The story of love is hello and goodbye, until we meet again ( Read more... )

Today was the perfect ending to this week (hopefully I'll still feel that way by the end of the night) but yeah, it's been AMAZING. Today while we were all outside on College Ave dancing to the drums and watching out for each other I again felt like I was a part of something bigger than myself. We all came together as an entity and had, more than ( Read more... )

Yeah, this week has been much better than last week. I just gotta work on not freaking out about being single, because honestly a relationship is just not what I want/need right now. What I do need however is a fucking claritan. Spring is making my face explode. My roommate and I are on better terms now which is cool. I got to eat with Alex, ( Read more... )

Oh man- I just made a 66 on my spanish exam, "morals" week is driving me insane, and last weekend sucked so much ass. But that's ok, because its friday and its warm outside. Oh yes, things are looking up.

Lifetime knows whats up:

Monday - don't want to get out of bed ( Read more... )

I've discovered that I would have made a fine Aesthete back in the day. Oscar Wilde and I could have gotten along, and I probably would have caught syphilis from him one night after we both smoked too much opium or drank too much wine ( Read more... )

Ugh...I think I'm going through menopause at 19.

Left. Thud. Right. Thud. Left. Thud.

This is all there is. Feet slamming against concrete over and over.