Feb 25th, 2005 4:20:13 am - Subscribe
|sorry for not updating in awhile to all my friends on here, I know how you guys miss my rad entries (jking )
well, anyway nothing is really new. still living the emo life.
I went to the norma jean, atreyu, unearth show in ATL, man was it awesome(besides getting kicked in the face in the mosh)
so, yeah. looking foward to comments.peace.
|Back from the dead.||
Feb 7th, 2005 10:55:50 pm - Subscribe
|I haven't posted a blog in awhile. I guess, i'll do it now.
Nothing to really blog about, bc you know my life is so non-exciting. My friends are becoming real suicidal latley. I have to deal with their problems.
Anyway here are some pics, enjoy.
|one to many.||
Feb 2nd, 2005 3:02:15 am - Subscribe
|I started drinking today. I just felt like drowning myself with alcohol from the inside out. I dunno why I was feeling like this today. I guess it was just one of those days.
After about a whole bottle I fell in the bathtub and just started crying. After about 30 mins of self hatred and depression I fell asleep. When I woke up, I saw blood on the tub floor. Looking franticly of where I might have cut myself, I see a huge cut on my arm. -sigh-
I don't remember getting cut on anything, so I dunno what happend. I got up and cleaned up the mess i've made. And fell into bed, and dozed off again.
|theres a hole in my soul.||
Feb 1st, 2005 1:20:15 am - Subscribe
|i feel like i'm such a bore to my friends. i think i annoy the hell out of them on occasion. i never know what to say to some of my friends. i can sit there lost in my own thoughts and not say a word for minutes. when i've finally found something to say, it sounds like i didn't put a bit of time into it. it dosen't seem to differ from the first thing that pops into my head. god how i wish i was charming. i wish i could sweep people of their feet with my words. even if i was capable of it, i feel like i couldn't catch them before the ground does.
Jan 30th, 2005 10:44:02 am - Subscribe
|Are there really such things as patterns in life? Do us as humans try to find patterns in things even though we're not thinking about it?
I think we do. Why else is there so much drama in everything, so many emotions in one's soul. If we can't find the patterns, these emotions come out.