hai, welcome to my corner of the internet. this is my online diary....
my life is falling apart right before my very eyes, yeowowow! i was not made for this life path, i want to do my own thing and be creative. everything is so exhausting. i know i will perservere but i just want some time off. i wish i could throw my phone into the ocean. existence is exhausting.
Motivation is fleeting. Discipline is soft. I've been very numb these days. Was I always like this? I want to write poetry. And to find myself. I can do whatever I want, and yet I do nothing at all.
Wow, it's been three years. I started this blog in my sophomore year of high school, and now it's my sophomore year of college. I think I want to start using this blog again as an anonymous online diary.
i wish i could control my own radio station. that would be so cool
AUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THE EXCRUCIATING PAIN!! THE AGONY!!! TORTURE AND HELL FOREVER!!!!!!!!
i’m your only friend i’m not your only friend but i'm a little glowing friend but really i'm not actually your friend but i am.. blue canary in the outlet by the light switch who watches ooover you make a little birdhouse in your soul. not to put too fine a point on it, say I'm the only bee in your bonnet!!! make a little birdhouse in your soul. i have a secret to tell from my electrical well,…
hi guys sorry for not posting in a while i finally started taking my meds again
my life is a constant entrapment of tunnels which tangle and wind and beguile and regardless of where i may tumble or funnel i wonder what’s really worthwhile. sometimes it can seem like a nightmarish dream and i’m falling with nothing to hold, sometimes i get flustered and beaten and blistered, abandoned outside in the cold. but all of my friends help me go and all of my friends let me know that…
no one should be allowed to speak above a faint whisper at the library. if you so even make a peep then that means you give me express permission to gnaw the skin off your bones and pluck off every last one of your eyelashes one by one.