February 2012
9 posts
January 2012
1 post
December 2011
1 post
November 2011
2 posts
October 2011
4 posts
Talking like a jerk except you are an actual jerk and living proof that sometimes friends are mean
I have so many role models. If I follow their example I don’t see how I could not be successful in whatever I choose to do. I am not going to settle. Whether it is my mother, my father, Woody Allen, Steve Jobs, Ingmar Bergman, Owen Ashworth, Roger Ebert, Scott Fitzgerald, J.D. Salinger, Kanye West, Barack Obama, or Stanley Kubrick… I have no lack of inspiration. Life is absolutely...
August 2011
5 posts
I feel sick and anxious.
Experimenting with Garage Band.
June 2011
4 posts
I wish I didn’t have to feel like most everything is TERRIBLE AND HEARTBREAKING AND MIND OBLITERATING. I try to be happy. But that’s not really true!!!!!!!!!! What can I do?
I’m only all I see sometimes.
May 2011
1 post
April 2011
5 posts
Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die
That means he’s lost the will to live
I’m so lonesome I could cry
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle.
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
I would like some peace of mind
I’ve got such a heavy heart
March 2011
1 post
Is there anything as quiet as a night alone with you?
February 2011
1 post
Lincoln
“If what I feel were equally distributed to the whole human family, there would not be one cheerful face on the earth. Whether I shall ever be better I cannot tell; I awfully forebode I shall not. To remain as I am is impossible; I must die or be better, it appears to me.”
January 2011
3 posts
Watch
December 2010
2 posts
I will explode!
I’M GOING TO BE A ROCKSTAR!!!!
October 2010
2 posts
I’m the only thing that I’m afraid of.
September 2010
4 posts
Hurt people
hurt people.
I always find something wrong. You've been putting...
I don’t know how I’m going to manage if one day you just up and leave.
I hate words because they don’t work. For anything.
Oh, my love.
August 2010
12 posts
WatchI HATE SO MANY THINGS.
I can't sleep.
Sometimes I think about what happened, and I can’t breathe. I think about what you said, and what you wrote, and I get upset and anxious. I can’t sleep whenever I remember everything that happened.
I hate myself.
Oh, man, I’m worried.