A little late, but in honor of my friends who regularly post their years on livejournal, and since I haven't posted in a really really long time (possibly not once this year, can't remember and can't be bothered to check right now), i'm doing my "end of the year" recap... except this time it's the entire year. (except without good or bad checks ( Read more... )

I'm sitting in a shell I already outgrew, with limbs poking out obtusely through cracks and holes from tiny tantrums and maladjusted temperament; y'know, before the therapy. It's strange to have life-shattering experiences reduced to nothing more than menial triviality, and realize, life's really not so bad. The terrible things in life are just ( Read more... )

I've come realize, when people decided to split my name in half in order to form a nickname, they really chose the wrong half. I never liked being called houds but out of love for my friends I never said anything... afterall, it seems only my really good friends ever call me that anyway... still, these days I find myself nearly cringing everytime I ( Read more... )

I'm not sure why I feel the need to share this, or entirely what it means. Only a few will probably get it ( Read more... )

Three days in and I'm feeling very alienated, but have no desire to leave. I suppose it's just the fact I have to try so hard to communicate is wearing me out. I could see myself doing better had I actually taken an Italian course or something, but this whole "learning by doing" bit is rather difficult. My Italian/English dictionary has become my ( Read more... )

I hate being melodramatic, probably because I tend to be. But fuck it, I can change that. Really, I'm wrapped up in my head right now, and everything just keeps replaying. I keep feeling really lonely. It kills me. I miss the warmth of a kiss. I miss intimacy. Hell, I miss sex. But really, I guess what's making it harder these days is that I'm ( Read more... )

This whole time I've been saying that having everything still up on the walls was actually encouraging, it made me remember all the good times we've had. now that it's all taken down, I feel strangely empty. I really didn't expect this kind of feeling ( Read more... )

I didn't feel like sharing afterall. I do apologize.

Although hidden and difficult to find, I'm still alive, and all the promises I've made are etched into my skin, who's memory doesn't fade ( Read more... )

for the first time in my life, I'm not sure I'll make it.