February 2011
3 posts
January 2011
8 posts
December 2010
7 posts
The Awakening
A time comes in your life when you finally get it…when, in the midst of all your fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out…ENOUGH! Enough fighting and crying and blaming and struggling to hold on.
Then, like a child quieting down after a tantrum, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world through new eyes.
This...
i hate feeling like this...
i dont ever have the courage to just tell her how i feel.
“Let’s talk about rape for a moment. Rape is not what George Lucas did to your...”
– Jeffrey Rowland - Overcompensating (via kinelfire)
Walter West Wilson IV
The stout man’s checkered scarf was flapping violently behind him due to the strength of the powerful winter storm. It seemed as if the winds were attempting stop him from getting to the cafe’s entrance. It was hard to see him though, because the steam from all the assorted coffee’s, lattes, and cappuccinos had fogged the window, and it was already dark outside. Someone had drawn...
October 2010
19 posts
I cant sleep… again.
so this one guy keeps parking in my space...
which forces me to park a 5 minute walk away from my own apartment, vs. a 32 second walk… i know its silly, but we were told to report people from parking in our spaces and a towing will be the resolution… I don’t want anyone to lose their car, so I just put a sticky note saying to please not park in the spot.
This was 2 weeks ago, and this car is always there. So, this...
sometimes, i feel like the only remedy for my depression is time…
a lot of time.
tumblr.
i find that whenever i try to post something, i have so much difficulty trying to find meaning in my writings. and i focus too much on what those who actually read my post have to think about what i have to say, and less on what I actually feel…
at this moment in my life, i am under the influence of so many substances, that I DONT GIVE A FUCK. so, here goes…
I have been smoking cigs....
I had a dream...
So, lately, I’ve been having really vivid dreams. I do not remember having more than six dreams in my whole life, and I can barely remember bits from those. The weird thing is, my dreams have been so real, that I can remember them for days. It is an amazing thing, being able to remember the most minute details of your dreams. It gives me a chance to analyze them. This one came to me last...
September 2010
22 posts
Things I remember about Middle School Dances →
Question: What is the truest definition of Globalization? Answer: Princess Diana’s death. Question: Why? Answer: An English princess with an Egyptian boyfriend crashes in a French tunnel, driving a German car with a Dutch engine, driven by a Belgian who was drunk on Scottish whiskey, followed closely by Italian paparazzi on Japanese motorcycles; treated by an American doctor, using Brazilian...
