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where once it was, it is not

Thu Nov 29, 2007, 12:45 AM
  • Mood: Eye Candy
  • Listening to: Flyleaf
  • Reading: Digital Soul
  • Watching: Demetri Martin
  • Playing: Halo 3
  • Eating: "Blue Cheese/Buffalo Wing" Doritos
  • Drinking: cheap knockoff cola.
its hard to take pictures when your camera gets stolen.

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Tue Oct 30, 2007, 5:06 AM
  • Mood: Miserable
  • Listening to: waltz for zizi
  • Reading: the back of a stay-awake box
  • Watching: things go to hell
  • Playing: nothing
  • Eating: ramen
  • Drinking: water
i miss the days when the things that happened in my life seemed to have some sort of meaning.

i've been in this place for years.

Some of What Makes Us Us

Sun Aug 19, 2007, 7:26 PM
  • Mood: Affection
  • Listening to: Songs that i can sing, however badly
  • Reading: Class Schedule
  • Watching: The Clock
  • Playing: Super Mario Infinity Hack
  • Eating: Salt Water Taffy
  • Drinking: Red Bull
Etnies.
The Postal Service.
Duct tape under a wig.
A bite when you aren't expecting it.
Pink Purple and Black.
Headshot.
Hang on to hope.
Spinning in a circle.
Shut up.
Make Me.
When you're gone, the pieces of my heart are missin' you.
Jasmine Incense.
One last kiss goodnight?
My hand on top.
Damien Rice.
Walking in the rain.
"All close and crazy cool."
Chica... Dear...
A Scanner Darkly and the giggles.
The way your hair smells.
"I like holding you." "I like you holding me."
Running over veterans.
Jasmine the fluffy pink bear.
Someday <3.
Non-Salamanders.
!!
"I'm thinking it, its on the tip of my tongue... but I need to say it in person first."
Why did the bubblegum cross the road?
The promise in the 9th floor lounge.
I promise. I swear. I promise. I swear.
Orgasm Tag.
Running toward chinese food.
1 2 3.
Not bein' a traitor to bologna.

Pushed Around and Picked Apart

Mon Jun 11, 2007, 6:49 PM
  • Mood: Irritated
  • Listening to: Brand New
  • Reading: Project Specs
  • Watching: Oceans Eleven
  • Playing: My Guitar
  • Eating: Bologna Sandwich
  • Drinking: Vault
Today is just one of those days where somehow EVERYONE is getting on my nerves... and I don't know why. I'm low on sleep even though I overslept, I've been busy all day for days and there's still work to do. I'm tired of everyone telling me what I need to do, or should do, or could do, or they'd like me to do. I'm low on money and laughs and time and hugs and gas and food and sleep and... I guess theres really no point in complaining. This too shall pass. At least I have a floor to sleep on, and food to eat, friends (some near and most far), and hope. Optimism.

I like to think of it this way. When I don't know which direction I'm going, the answer is easy. Forward. Time is moving forward and carrying me with it, so its better not to fight the current. Rowing with the current of time is called patience, and patience tastes like your lip when you bite it to take your mind off of your circumstances. I need to learn to love the taste of my blood, I need to become a vampire.

Yeah, that'd probably take care of all the people irritatng me too. Its hard to be sarcastic when someone SUCKED ALL YOUR BLOOD OUT BAHAHAHHAHA... well, at least I have my cynicism to keep me company, for what it's worth.

I'm sorry I haven't posted any pictures lately.. I've just been completely busy with work and school. I do have some shots in mind though... look for em soon ;)

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