“In the city, the day is too hot, And you’re hoping for relief, ‘cause your head is filled with pain, But you get no relief, ‘cause the night is the same. In the night, in the night you see through jaded eyes. In the night, in the night you feel barely alive. You live your life in darkness, you’ve got pennies on your eyes. But you say that it’s all right,...
Bad Religion Is my Life.
I haven’t been on this shit because I’ve been writing more frequently these past days. Writing for people, writing for myself. I don’t really have much to say. Just that I’m happy. I’ve got lots going for me, that’s all. My only woe, is about this holiday season. I’ve been eating sweets like no other, and it needs to stop. I might die.
I don't usually steal things. But something about...
rybreadhead asked: Bahahhahaha @ troll.
Tom left his tumblr up on my computer. I feel like this is too cool a site for me to be trolling him, but i’ll do it anyway. Was that the right use of the word troll? i’m still getting used to it. I’m also still figuring out this website. I don’t like not knowing how things work. So tom. You should learn to not stay signed in on other peoples computers. I don’t know...
There is two feet of snow, and I have eight acres to play with. I’m about to go skiing at my house, and I couldn’t be happier.
I got a soccerball, a tennis racket, new skateboard hardware, a couple books, and an espresso machine. It looks like it’s a hipster Christmas.
Tomorrow’s my birthday, and I’m going to be sixteen. Weird. I always say that on my birthdays, because it’s weird. I don’t feel like I’ve been alive for sixteen years, but at the same time, I feel like I’ve been alive for an eternity, because my life is all I’ve directly experienced. It’s all I know. Weird. But regardless, the last day before...
I have five gifts left to make, by tomorrow. And no homework done. Late niiiight.
My Christmas Shopping is DONE. Now I just need to burn about 30 cds. Fack.
I have glasses.
I Can See! I feel like superman with x-ray eyes.
I want to live in a city so badly. There is nothing more beautiful to me than the secrets of floors upon floors, and levels upon levels of structure and industrial establishment. Architecture is awe inspiring to me. I still don’t know what I want to do with my life. Maybe that is it? I just love gray. What can I say.
I’m about to get in the shower, which is when I think the most. So I’m about to go christmas shopping, finally. I have nothing done that I need done for everyone, and I’m super behind. I guess it wasn’t a good idea to wait for the biggest shopping day of the year to do it. And I don’t have money, because I don’t have a job, so basically I have to make things...
It’s fucking snowing.
I desperately need coffee.
It's just like that one song by the Smiths. Except...
It’s 1:32 am. I have school in 4 and a half hours. I just changed my facebook’s language to pirate again, and I’ve been watching A New Hope because stagevu came back. I spent at least an hour looking up troll face comics and other various nerd shit, and I’m yet to do my biology homework. What am I doing with my life?
What do I want for my birthday? What do I want for Christmas? Experiences with people. Just do things with me and I’ll be happy. So now nobody has to ask.
Stavevu is down.
So it’s twelve thirty, and I’m awake for a reason I do not know. I figure I’ll just drink a bunch of coffee tomorrow, and get back in the swing of it. Waking up tomorrow is going to kill me. Saturday night, sleep night. I’ve made plans for the whole weekend, and I couldn’t be happier about it. There’s this one piece of writing I’ve been working on for...
I had something I was going to post. But then I forgot.
Procrastination is becoming a major part of my life. To the point where I probably won’t finish my homework until at least eleven. And because of this, it always feels like I don’t have enough time. I’ve barely been writing, or reading, and I only get to sleep on the weekends. Which causes even more time to be wasted. Needless to say, I’ve got to change my ways. And now,...
Kickflip, frontside overcrooks and feebles in general, are my favorite tricks. Next to late shuvits or flips. duh.
I just had the most vivid dream I have ever had. It showed every single thing I want. Everything I love and would love to do was in there. It was a little absurd. I loved every second of it.
All I can say, is that I haven’t run more than a mile and a half in almost a month. And I couldn’t be happier about it. I’m never tired anymore. I’m totally flexible again. And I’ve been working out a lot. And I’m getting much stronger. My upper body is no longer jelly. Plus I have time to do homework, read, write and spend time with people. It’s great. ...
I really haven’t written anything in a while. Not just here, but at all. I can’t get my thoughts together. And all I’ve been able to draw has been really morbid stupid shit, but it’s been getting better. Quality I mean, not the morbidity. I kinda’ dig the morbidity. But I’m thinking, maybe I’ll channel that into my writing, and instead of thinking,...