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huh Its just all so surreal. One night you're throwing calle lillies into the ocean and hoping for the best. Screaming at the top of your lungs off the top of a rock into the sky with yours hands held high into the air and the stars winking their eyes in your direction. Sometimes the city streets seem really empty at night, like I'm the only one around and everyone else just snuck away without my noticing, while I was still on the beach with my thoughts preaching their will in hopes I'd listen to something they have to say. But then one car with their stupid headlights ruins the fantasy. The enormity of things is overwhelming my sense of self importance. My grandma is dying. My mom is freaking out. And I'm having to look harder and harder to find myself in the mirror these days. ----- - - 6:32 p.m. , January 29, 2005 personal empowerment - 9:48 p.m. , January 12, 2005 jaksdf - 7:22 p.m. , December 19, 2004 the break up - 11:08 p.m. , December 16, 2004 fists of rage - 6:28 p.m. , December 13, 2004 |