September 2009
1 post
"Julia, the world is a terrible place."
“There are homeless people everywhere you go — do you know how horrible of a life that is? There are homeless 8 year olds, Julia, that couldn’t even dare to imagine a life like yours and mine. Life sucks, and that’s a fact, nothing is fair and bad things still happen to good people. But the only thing that matters is the way you look at the world, and your life, because it...
August 2009
1 post
JAPAN!
Is like a dream. Its indescribably nice to be back home.
Im about to hop on a bullet train heading to Tokyo, where hopefully Ill get loads of shopping done…damn, Im excited beyond reason.
I miss everybody back home. Especially you, Matty.
July 2009
19 posts
pain
I am in so much pain today. Body aches that radiate from my abdomen, all up across my ribcage, and then down my lower back and into my thighs. Why? I have no idea. But it hurts. : (
EVERYBODY
Quarantine scared the living shit out of me.
bahhhhhg
and the piano's this melancholy soundtrack to her...
And so there’s a change… In your emotions And all of these memories come rushing Like feral waves to your mind Of the curl of your bodies Like two perfect circles entwined And you feel hopeless, and homeless And lost
in the haze
of the wine
7176.) We were walking in that dead town, soaking...
(via blogsecret)
seventeen candles
Today, I learned that the best, most raw form of love is to love unconditionally.
To accept someone as whole takes a lot to begin with. To embrace someone’s flaws takes more. Tonight, I thought I’d hit the lowest of lows with the person I love the most. When I looked up from the bottom of the well, all I could see was darkness, and all I could do was cry. But then, I looked into his...
suffocation, keep
You don’t know what I’m all about
Like killing cops and reading Kerouac
Don’t be ashamed of anything; I guess God meant it like locks on doors.
wavelength
I’m leaving for Japan in two days.
I’m a little scared.
What if it’s not going to be the same?
west coast
I spent all night with you, and I miss you.
I love you.
6766.) I wish I could just jump through the drive...
(via blogsecret)
“Thanks baby, I love you so much…You bring so much happiness into my life.”
– I’m so fortunate to wake up to a txt like that. I only wish this kind of love upon everybody, even my enemies, because everybody deserves to have a mended broken heart.
I realized...
I hit “create post” too quickly. After my fingers left the keyboard, I realized I kind of had more to say…I wasn’t sure about what, maybe I just felt like blathering on because it’s midnight and everybody knows strange things happen late at night, but I suppose we’ll see. Besides, its not like I have a lot to lose, I don’t believe I’ve got hordes of...
blog?
I don’t know how to blog, I actually don’t spend a lot of time surfing the internet in general…the reason why I did this was because I was intrigued by the blogsecret project-thing, which got me wondering what would come pouring out of me if I opened myself up a bit. I’m not a fan of talking about my problems, or broken hearted teenage moments, or anything melodramatic....
bodmod. →
amazing. beautiful. individualistic.