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Tuesday, May 8th, 2007
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| | Tuesday May 8th, 2007 | posted at 8:41 AM - i'm using half a lung.
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I'm feeling dumb
I've not written a single word in days
Please let me go
I wanna leave
I've never felt so clean
My Love is shared.
MIP.
salvia.
love letters.
brother and sister against mother.
somethings are very bad and other things are very good.
i'll look up.
i bet your boy doesn't write you letters even though you see him everyday and takes you to see spider man 3 and writes songs for you.
i want to leave.
i can't wait.
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| Friday, April 13th, 2007
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| | Friday April 13th, 2007 | posted at 11:31 AM - i am a golden god.
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last night i wrote a masterpiece.
it's not even a page.
also, i think that last words : I'm on drugs; are very respectable. and if you knew what the person knew you'd think so too.
i am a band of light and so are you.
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| Thursday, February 8th, 2007
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| | Thursday February 8th, 2007 | posted at 10:06 PM - i made up my mind
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i chose you. nobody gave you to me. nobody said that's the one for you. i picked you out. don't ever think i fell for you, or fell over you.
i didn't fall in love, i rose in it.
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| Tuesday, January 30th, 2007
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| | Tuesday January 30th, 2007 | posted at 9:55 AM - how soon is now
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i feel incredibly sorry for anyone that i've dumped while they still liked me.
i found out it kind of sucks.
i wonder how long this sadness will take.
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| Thursday, January 11th, 2007
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| | Thursday January 11th, 2007 | posted at 6:55 PM
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hello hello hello.
i love you all.
so much.
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| Sunday, September 17th, 2006
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| | Sunday September 17th, 2006 | posted at 1:13 AM - we keep warm but there's just something wrong with it.
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spent most of the day at wal-mart singing come together and back door man to myself.
got my concert tickets though.
now i just have to wait 37 days.
damn.
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| Friday, August 25th, 2006
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| | Friday August 25th, 2006 | posted at 5:26 PM - excitment
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bob dylan
and
the kings of leon
the pershing center.
fucck.
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| Wednesday, July 5th, 2006
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| | Wednesday July 5th, 2006 | posted at 7:47 PM - singing the wrong song.
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i took my cousin's pontiac into town just to buy peachi-o's and some sparkling grap juice.
also, we have nothing to do so we've been obsessing over the new pirates of the caribbean movie, that we're going to see tommorow at midnight.
we bought as many lunchables as we could afford just so we could collect ALL the special pirate tattoos.
...like you wouldn't do the same.
i get back the tenth.
so, who wants to hang out during next week?
as zach and stephanie are temporarily removed of the schedule.
current music: black bandana, sweet Louisiana.
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| Tuesday, May 16th, 2006
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| | Tuesday May 16th, 2006 | posted at 4:50 PM - Free; that's all that she could bleed
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i havn't been on the internet in almost two weeks,
i don't feel much different.
i haven't bought 100's in almost two weeks either,
i don't feel much different.
but hopefully i won't manage to get lung cancer before 25.
can you rot from the inside while yr still living?
current mood: drinking for two.
current music: take a guess.
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| Monday, April 24th, 2006
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| | Monday April 24th, 2006 | posted at 4:20 PM - It ain't coincidental that you're lost in place.
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and you're losing your precious mind.
Today was nothing short of perfect.
Hmm....I've been able to use that word a lot lately.
thank you.
current music: You laugh at nothing in the pouring rain.
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| Friday, April 14th, 2006
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| | Friday April 14th, 2006 | posted at 9:03 AM - of, course we brought marshmellows and chocolate.
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| Wednesday, April 12th, 2006
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| | Wednesday April 12th, 2006 | posted at 6:12 PM - Pride in a man is confused with dignity; in a woman, with self-love.
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today's entry is brought to you by Pride.
haha...rather.
Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.-Jane Austen
So, vanity and pride are two very different things.
And possessing either of them is perfectly fine, as long as they are within reason.
[But whats the difference between pride and dignity?]
Dignity:1. The quality or state of being worthy of esteem or respect
Pride:1. A sense of one's own proper dignity or value; self-respect.
Maybe pride is a bit more vain, stubborn and haughty...but it, along with dignity should not go un-had by anyone.
Pride sings and dances; humility sighs.
pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our own hurts—not to hurt others.-Maria Evans.
Which is why everyone should have some pride.
Arrogance frowns; pride smiles.
though arrogance is so lascivious and keen...when deserved.
anyhow,
Have some dignity men, and be proud.
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| Tuesday, April 4th, 2006
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| | Tuesday April 4th, 2006 | posted at 5:27 PM - Why do they not?
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[We never discussed wether or not I would go; she took it for granted, almost as though she had expected it.I wanted her to ask me to stay, just as now I want Fortunata to ask me to stay.
Why do they not?]
-Sexing the Cherry.
Hmmm...today Zach was telling me that only the Queen's offspring are allowed to live in the hive; and yet all the daughters are not princesses...they are only royal if they are fed this special kind of honey as a larvae.
sad.
Today was average i suppose.
Highlights;
How everyone talks of me in Spanish class...like I'm not sitting right there. Not that I mind, it's all favorable conversation...even if they don't mean it to be.
C.I/Geography class; As i was blessed with good company.
Falling asleep at 5, reading a good book.
I can't sleep normally...after school i'm so tired; i guarantee I'll be asleep by 7. And then i wake at 3...when it's silent and dark.
someone once titled me as a literary...I imagined they deemed it as a mediocre gesture; and yet I'll never forget it.
i never thought i would miss wanting something i could never have.
but now, the days seem empty because of the loss; and it's my fault.
I fear it was replaced, and i pray to someone and myself that it wasn't.
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| Tuesday, March 28th, 2006
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| | Tuesday March 28th, 2006 | posted at 5:52 PM - In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.
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"I don't understand it, I don't understand it," he said.
"What don't you understand?" said Oblonsky, smiling as brightly as ever, and picking up a cigarette. He expected some queer outburst from Levin.
"I don't understand what you are doing," said Levin, shrugging his shoulders. "How can you do it seriously?"
"Why not?"
What is that feeling; of knowing you were so impossibly and pointlessly happy before [an electric high,like good vodka,that's unquestioned and couldn't be answered]and now you've lost it; you don't know why and you're confused and you just want it back.Maybe you should should have questioned it when you had the time.
A high hope for a low heaven.
Maybe, if you weren't so tormented...always so jealous and organized...like an accountant, cataloging your every enemy, loss, gain and friend.
[What though the field be lost?
All is not lost; th’ unconquerable will,
And study of revenge, immortal hate,
And courage never to submit or yield.]-Paradise Lost
it is lost.
FOUND.
1. To come upon, often by accident; meet with. 2. To come upon or discover by searching or making an effort: found the leak in the pipe. 3. To discover or ascertain through observation, experience, or study: found a solution; find the product of two numbers; found that it didn't really matter. 4a. To perceive to be, after experience or consideration: found the gadget surprisingly useful; found the book entertaining. b. To experience or feel: found comfort in her smile. 5. To recover (something lost): found her keys.
Everything that I understand, I understand only because I love.
LOVE Is...
[why?]
1. Deep and ardent affection: adoration, devotion, worship.
love the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket.
It is not every question that deserves an answer.
Begging the question
current music: Vivadixiesubmarinetransmissionplot
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| Wednesday, March 22nd, 2006
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| | Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 | posted at 11:37 PM - Send for Father Caras.
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'But Madam' screeched the little bit of vermin,'I see you weigh no more than an angel.'
-'You know nothing of the scriptures,' said I. 'For nowhere in the Holy Book is there anything to be said about the weight of an angel.'
His eyebrows shot up to Heaven, the only part of him ever likely to get there...
The Hopi, an Indian tribe, have a language as a sophisticated as ours, but no senses for past, present,and future. The division does not exist. What does this say about time?
Hallucainations and Diseases of the mind.</b>
objects 1.
A woman looks into her bag and notices none of her belongings.She hurries home. But where is home? She follows the address written in her purse. She has never seen this house before and who are those ugly children wrecking the garden? Inside a fat man is waiting for his supper.She shoots him. at the trial she says she had never seen him before. He was her husband.
Sexing the Cherry.
I'm leaving for colorado in the morning.
haha.
like Nam, cept coyotes instead of gooks.
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| Sunday, March 12th, 2006
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| | Sunday March 12th, 2006 | posted at 12:28 AM - Needs more cowbell.
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Today i spent playing mortal kombat and drinking root beer.
My head hurts and i'm tired and i have some project due for school due on Monday that I have yet to start.
My first livejournal...very long, I abandoned months ago. i outgrew it...
Then that other one...That's completely private except for Claire.
And today I made this one...
I don't even know why. Maybe i want someone to read my writing?
I suppose.
As myspace isn't enough online confrontation for me...
tch.
Also, it was just brought to my attention that The Yeah Yeahs Yeahs are having a concert at sokol in April.
I guess I'm going to ahve to start...gathering some money so I can attend.
Today was...contenting.
I went to go see the Libertine movie yesterday.
I can not think of a greater actor then Johnny Depp...honest.
It was a good movie...rather actually.
I didn't even bother to eat my m&ms.
Today I watched El Mariachi, Desperado, And Once Upon A Time In Mexico in a row....something I havn't done in awhile.
Some of my company dismisses the trilogy as...gauche, overdone, cliched, and even too ridiculous for entertainment.
Oh, how wrong they are...
Those are 3 of the best movies on this earth.
if you think otherwise...I don't care to find out.
"He didn't check out. But you...you checked out just fine"
"If I knew it was my kid brother you were fucking...things would have been different"
"Why would I would I want some fucking gum?"
Now...to seek out other people I might know whom i would be interested in reading their writing...
also, You should add me.
because it's FRIENDS ONLY.
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