Often times my thoughts fail to find their way to any tangible means, staying jumbled inside my head for I alone to listen and analyze. Today, however, my thoughts came to me in clear, concise sentences. It was as if I was not having the thoughts, but someone was beside me, reading them out to me. I can’t explain why this happened, but it was really a spectacular feeling. Each thought has...
Spending the day at Carowinds with my girl Katie and her friends Taylor and Lauren. Having a lot of fun :)
Sorry for all of the pictures!
Its just fun xD
I miss you.
The recipient of this is obvious enough.
My life is misery with short spurts of happiness.
Apparently this sick formula makes me a better person.
One more day and then the night she’s been waiting for, and I’m already feeling the pressure. I feel like I need to make sure she has a good time. Why is that hard? Because I’m a freak when it comes to being a social human being. I HATE PEOPLE. That is a fact with me. I have a handful that I care about, and the rest, unless they catch some slight of my interest, I hate. I hate...
I have reason to be arrogant, and even before your...
If a man of logic cannot love, then I am no man of...
Just another ridiculous social event.
Just another reason for people to talk to each other vainly about their lives, hoping the others care. Exaggerated stories are exchanged back and forth, and everyone spends money on their looks. Just more social collaboration. I hate this kind of thing, so why am I participating? Because she wants me there. What harm can it do to allow her to show me off a little more. What harm can come from...
I would cling to unhappiness because it was a known, familiar state. When I was...– Hugh Laurie (via sakitoe)
I'm a monster of a man and nobody can see it.
It is like they wish me to be great, amazing, better than every other incompetent and cruel human, and when they see that I can’t, they just pretend the flaws aren’t there so they can have their “perfect” person. Well I feel horrible. Why am I the only one to say so?
Just consider my feelings for once. Then I...
Thanks brain, you know just fuck sleep, its not...
It's funny how a week's worth of sickening worry...
So day three of my hellish week is over. Today was probably the best so far. To start off, I again got more sleep, but I felt exhausted this morning. I slept for most of it, and I at least didn’t have to sit in gloom today. It being a half day today made things so much easier. I had a girl hit on me this morning, and I have to say I couldn’t stand it. First off I couldn’t...
If I had to pick a word to summarize today, I would pick strange. It was really all over the place, so I’ll just dive right in. Last night I thankfully got much more sleep, but sadly this morning played out almost exactly as Monday’s had, and I went to school looking haggard and depressed. The deep gloom, I’m afraid to say, was worse today, and I realize now that when I know that...
The Beast of Isolation
A strong gale howls beyond the glass. The moon seeps through the panes. And I, lying in bed, blankly watch upon blackness. What is this, what is this I hear in the far reaches of my home? A tear runs down my pale cheek. A moan erupts from my throat. A pitiable wretch I am, And what is this, what is this I hear down the corridor? I feel myself breaking, aging, waning, Frayed and old as...
As a promise to my dear, I will give a summary of today, since she cannot hear them from me as they pass. The previous night was spent tossing and turning, and I can only assume the lack of a phone call or even a good night from her was the cause, although I know that wherever she may be she still wished me a good night. So I tossed, and I turned, and for hours I was restless, pacing, drawing,...