April 2010
2 posts
November 2009
1 post
October 2009
11 posts
being expelled has opened my eyes and my mind to the possibilities of life. school is a closed box, formed for minds that will fit into that box, not the ones that are willing to reach outside of it. i love my roof, and the beauty of sitting on it late at night with nothing more than the smoke from my cigarette to amuse me, and the flicker of evan’s living room tv light. thank you world for...
i’m so happy with being completely isolated from everything and everyone. we all force ourselves to associate with one other in a matter in which we are not comfortable with. i do not understand why i must say hello to someone when i genuinely have no reason to; nor do i understand half the things i am exposed to on a day to day basis. it is the true feeling of simplicity that i resinate...
have you ever had your heart broken, and if so, how did you mend it ? how did you spend your time, did you lay the pieces of your heart out like a deck of cards, all 52 singular shapes, all perfect enough to fit back together. i wish to not play this card game, i wish to fold before i bet to much and lose. i’m more than happy with a full house, then trying for a royal flush- mm
September 2009
11 posts
it is not the idea of growing up that i fear; nor is it the idea of dying, but growing up so fast that life passes me by, puts me on my death bed at every moment i contemplate sleep
