Wonder why I question it now?
I'm my own planet.
Not many can experience this sensation.
Loneliness is creeping out, or in, however you think of it.
But it sure is surrounding me.
Maybe all the complaining is an accurance of boredom.
I suppose it’s too late.
I am floating farther and farther away.
I did love, I did laugh, I did live.
Now I’m my own planet.
A spaceman. They say I am a spaceman.
Planets everywhere... my own destiny.
I’m floating towards the sun.
The sun of nothing.
Nothing is here. Memories are not clear.
Floating to the sun farther away.
I can't believe that’s what it has come to.
I never really had it all that bad.
I just looked around and never thought about the blank stares.
They were looking into something much worse than what I thought I was.
Selfishness is a very sticky quality of this species.
Looking around... I don't see any faces.
Yes I am lonely. It’s to be expected.
I’ll sleep now.
Dream waves.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Merry Sexmas.
Christmas is always so depressing for my family, they drink themselves into oblivion and pretend to be happy, and it makes me want to massacre the world. I was glad to see my family last night but Christmas hasn't been the same since my Mimi and Papa passed away. At least we keep the traditons going strong, or attempt to. And I guess that's all that matters :)
My cousin Christine found this decoration that says "When All Else Fails, Ask Mimi." Now, I've never heard that phrase in my entire existance. She said a random magazine came in the mail and she found it in there. I swear on sweet baby kittins after she ordered it, it disappeared from the magazine. I don't believe in god or angels but there is definitly something out there that sent my coustin that magazine. It was amazing, and it made my mother very happy. Therefore, I am happy too <3.
Sigh. I miss my friends. I haven't seen anyone this week between the virus I got and being tied up with my family. Hopefully that changes tonight! I want to love on everyone, and I am going to. So prepare yourself, because the Japanther is out for blood. And I mean that in the best way possible, scouts honor. SO LAY IT ON ME MOTHERFUCKERS, I'M OUT IN 3 DAYS.
My cousin Christine found this decoration that says "When All Else Fails, Ask Mimi." Now, I've never heard that phrase in my entire existance. She said a random magazine came in the mail and she found it in there. I swear on sweet baby kittins after she ordered it, it disappeared from the magazine. I don't believe in god or angels but there is definitly something out there that sent my coustin that magazine. It was amazing, and it made my mother very happy. Therefore, I am happy too <3.
Sigh. I miss my friends. I haven't seen anyone this week between the virus I got and being tied up with my family. Hopefully that changes tonight! I want to love on everyone, and I am going to. So prepare yourself, because the Japanther is out for blood. And I mean that in the best way possible, scouts honor. SO LAY IT ON ME MOTHERFUCKERS, I'M OUT IN 3 DAYS.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Don't cry I'll bring this home to you.
The first day I moved here, a total of 6 people told me that this town would change everything I ever thought I knew and everything I thought I was. I can feel it happening, but I don't think it's a bad thing. I feel more independant, I think I have more pride, and I'm almost confident in what I do. Somedays I feel the complete opposite. Yesterday I wanted to crawl into a hole and rot forever. I would have gave anything to be in New York, with my mom, and my brothers, and my animals, in my living room laying on the floor barefoot. I cant even walk around barefoot here without the risk of getting AIDS, it sucks. Somedays I feel inferior to everyone here. Somedays I want to shank bitches for being slutty. I don't care if you're a ho, but be a classy ho, PLEASE? Thanks.
5 days until home sweet home. I am going to tackle my mother to the ground and smother her with love. I miss my kitty, my bunnies, my puppies..MELVVYYY. I can't wait to eat homecooked meals and not microwavable meat or Banquet dinners. I can't wait to see MY LAURS SHRIMP TAMPORA babylove booberry sugapie honey buns. I miss John's songs, I miss Konstantines bow ties and contagious laugh, I miss Charies hamburgers and alchoholism, I miss Ralphs sincerirty. I miss everything.
I'm also torn to shit. Everyday I think about the people I met here so far, and how much I love them. Truly love them. Chris, Dick, Remi, Jake, Ashley. I wish I could take them everywhere with me, maybe pull a Jetsons and fold them up and stick them in my back pocket, just whip them out whenver I needed them. I just want to be with everyone I love all the time. If only it was that easy. I honestly don't know what I am going to do without these people when I graduate. New York brings out the worst in me, and these people bring out the best. I never want to leave them for good. No never never.
This past Friday there was a party at Robot house, where Dick, Remi, and Jake live. Towards the end of the night Chris and I decided to go back to Yellow house to eat. Jake followed. Said goodnight to Dick and Remi. We got back to house, and slowly but surley, Dick.. and then Remi, made their way up. I know it's lame but it was the best feeling ever. We always end up together. and I'm kind of in love with it.
I'm ranting horribly. I'm sorry. This is what Monessen does. Ohhhhh, Monessen.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Now it's day and I've been trying to get that taste off my tongue
I was dreaming of just you, now our cereal, it is warm
Attractive day in the rubble of the night from before
Now I can't walk in a vacuum, I feel ugly, feel my pores
It's the trees of this day that I do battle with for the light
Then I start to feel tragic, people greet me, I'm polite
"What's the day?"
"Whats you doing?"
"How's your mood?"
"How's that song?"
Man it passes right by me, it's behind me, now it's gone
And I can't lift you up cause my mind is tired
It's family beaches that I desire
A sacred night where we'll watch the fireworks
They frightened the babies and you know they've got two flashing eyes
And if they are color blind, they make me feel that you're only what I see sometimes.
I was dreaming of just you, now our cereal, it is warm
Attractive day in the rubble of the night from before
Now I can't walk in a vacuum, I feel ugly, feel my pores
It's the trees of this day that I do battle with for the light
Then I start to feel tragic, people greet me, I'm polite
"What's the day?"
"Whats you doing?"
"How's your mood?"
"How's that song?"
Man it passes right by me, it's behind me, now it's gone
And I can't lift you up cause my mind is tired
It's family beaches that I desire
A sacred night where we'll watch the fireworks
They frightened the babies and you know they've got two flashing eyes
And if they are color blind, they make me feel that you're only what I see sometimes.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Happy Thanksgiving? or something.
Subject:
RE: no sweet potatoe pie
Body: we love you, and miss you!!!!
its not the same here without you.
College gets so depressing around these times.
RE: no sweet potatoe pie
Body: we love you, and miss you!!!!
its not the same here without you.
College gets so depressing around these times.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
This bandwagon's on it's last leg.
I love when people think they're smooth, meanwhile you see right through them. It's extremely entertaining. I have that same gut feeling I had when it happened the first time. I wouldnt even say it's an awful feeling, it's actually comforting. I already know. Completely obvious and stupid move. Stress the stupid.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
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