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  • god help me.

    I'd like to know the cause for my anxiety. I'm a nervous wreck, constantly. Unless I am sitting at school by myself, working on homework. Does that mean I need to stay busy? I'm starting to think that's it. But it's…

  • promises are not what you see I'm a liar. A horrible, horrible, evil, bad liar. I said things that should not have been said and I did things that should not have been done, right? Well, the words were bad. That's e…

  • transcoding

    I've often wondered what makes an addiction so thrilling. The thought is as much of a trigger as the action, wrapping one's mind in but a web of corruption. Because that's what people become, a source of corruption. T…

  • indecisive

    I'm supposed to be going with Jeremy today to go fishing, because that is what all straight men do. But instead I am sitting here, on a couch, thinking about how strange I feel. My emotions have been crazy as of late, …

  • discretion

    I want to change my life.

  • el fin

    Voy al Estados Unidos manana. I cannot get anything to accent! And for some reason everything keeps bolding. I do not understand. It is my last day in Spain. I got lost today and I honestly thought...that I do not wan…

  • current events

    Tonight was supposed to be my first speech class. Yet here I am, sitting at home on the couch, about to put in a movie. It's my third year of college, and I'm still basically a freshman. Yes, I have been taking my tim…

  • alphabet soup

    It's really hard for me to imagine actually getting out of college. But I want to finish my degree in a year. Which is the way it should be, if I were a traditional student. And not crazy. Right now, I'm scheduled fo…

  • one.

    (Work) I'm not sure what's going to happen, but I know I want to make it stop. I want to take you back. I want to reach inside and grab what's left of your heart and I want to keep it for myself. But more than that, …

  • start running

    I remember the first time I laid eyes upon her. She was standing right beside the window, and I was walking up to the door. Covered in a lot of mud and sweat. It was great. And where are things at now? I wish I coul…

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