November 2009
1 post
We’re all Godless bastards and that’s make us perfect. It puts each and every one of us on a pedestal.
Oh you believe in God still? You’re hopeless.
July 2009
1 post
This website is entirely useless.
March 2009
1 post
I’m so over this stupid town.
February 2009
1 post
I don’t use this, but I like the name. Guess I’ll keep it.
January 2009
1 post
is this really happening?
So I gave it another chance. I tried my hardest to play it off like it was no big deal, but I knew it was an all or nothing shot. I knew that I could blow the whole thing with one fell swoop. It was a burden I didn’t have to carry but I did anyway. I want to be happy. I know doing will make me happy, but is everything along the way worth it? There’s not definition, there’s not a...
December 2008
1 post
Meh, not driving for 30 days might not be so bad. At least I won’t put miles on my car.
October 2008
5 posts
This time...
I really do hate you. I despise you. I wish you dead. I wish I had never met you. I wish that I could just stop your existance.
I miss you. I think I love you, still.
mute.
I start to think how I’ve been… but life repeats. Re… repeats.
However;
As much as I want you around, it’s just not fair to you. I’ll break it to you eventually, but for now, I’ll enjoy your company at your expense.
Let's reinvent...
… the world.
This is essentially, who we are.
And for the moment, I’m doing alright…
September 2008
3 posts
yeah… things aren’t okay.
Simplicity is golden.
A simple little detail like class being cancelled just makes your whole week. Yeah there are still things to be accomplished but all the same I get a few extra hours to take care of some stuff I’ve been putting off.
I guess I should learn to be more grateful, lest I become even more jaded.
So you’re diagnosed with cancer? Lucky. I don’t feel bad for you. I envy you. You get...
On the topic of procrastination...
My mind is wrought with trivial matters. I don’t know how much longer I can keep up this charade; pretending like I care about much of anything.
Then again, I won’t make very much of myself, will I?