April 2010
day 24.
STANDING ON THE ROOFTOPS
EVERYBODY SCREAM YOUR HEART OUT!!~ It’s only high school, baby.
March 2010
day 23.
there is no such thing. nothing matters. everything is a lie. silence is my only companion.
wow.
I really fucking hate you. Thanks for everything.
day 22.
make a wave.
day 21.
I woke up this morning at around 9:30 AM to find that my eyes we burning. I was like, what the heck? So I put my glasses on and went to the mirror. Since I was still very tired, I was kind of disorientated. I looked in the mirror and I thought my eyes were bleeding. I freakked out for a little bit and then I looked a little bit more closely to find that my eyes were terribly bloodshot. I was like,...
day 20.
I walk on the stone-faced road and keep going, going, going ‘til there is no more road left. That’s when my life will be over and I’ll have to walk off the path to become one with a path entirely new. The stone-faced road I walk on is quite, quite lonesome. For I live, only to keep walking. I have no purpose or drive. I have no companion, or friend. It was the partner God had not...
day 19. part II.
“If only, if only,” the woodpecker sighs, “The bark on the trees was as soft as the skies,” as the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely he cries to the moon, “If only, if only.”
-Fiction Plane.
day 19.
I decided to go onto youtube. One search led to another, and I found fort lee high school talent show videos from three years ago. Those videos led to other related videos and that’s where I found yours. In the last post, I reblogged something that said something close to “it’s really sad to drift away from someone you used to have the time of your life with.” Well, that...
day 18. part III.
I’m completely aware that there is something missing, quite, quite aware. I know that there is a piece of me that I have lost along the way. There is a void that I feel so heavily in my heart. Do I know what is missing, though…? Even if I did know, do I know how to get the piece back?
…I haven’t even the slightest. I’m lost in a completely insane universe and I...
day 18. part II.
my knees are burning with the fire of 1000 brian seos.
day 18.
I have rediscovered my love for old video games. Recently on my gameboy SP, I have played: Golden Sun: best game ever. Super Mario: of course. Rayman: my childhood. On the computer, I have played: poptag: online version of BnB or crazyarcade. gunbound: i love you. SWEET!~ I love video games, comic books, and record players.
day 17.
Sleep has eluded me tonight. I really shouldn’t be left alone to think either. What is my purpose to keep breathing? When I wake up someday in the future, will I be able to say, that I made a difference for someone? day 17. Writing my thoughts down has become less and less fulfilling.
day 16.
dear world, I still think you’re beautiful.
I really.
wyad.
Water.
In dream interpretations, water = life. RIGHT NOW, fort lee has no mother effing water. If we were all dreaming, it means we’re all perpetually dead.
okay so I had 209 posts.
But I absolutely hate the number 09, so….I’m going to make it 210 without saying anything very important. :D
I hate the world right now. It took away my light and my internet….sigh…I had to hide at borders and lots of people were taking refuge and two old ladies were fighting over my seat as I was leaving.
Hiding.
alter ego. changing moods. yay!
I’m done now, thank you for dealing with my backtoback tumblr posts :D.
This message is brought to you by the storm hovering over Fort Lee. My insanity wouldn’t have been possible without you<3.
GIGGLE GIGGLE!
taking refuge at borders.
OH DEAR, I AM QUITE HUNGRY!
총맞은 것처럼...
day 15. part II.
resist. be the resistance.
day 15.
It makes no sense. I chose a profession. I was finally happy with my decision. At the worst possible time, I start to doubt the choice I was so sure of. As of right now, everything I thought I was so sure of, was a lie. I lack the motivation to be who I thought I would become. I lack the motivation to do anything. Now the question is, what do I do now, at this point of hopelessness?
day 14.
Life is hard, and life is stupid. Pretend to laugh.
REBLOG IF you believe that everything happens for...
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day 13.
i.f.f.f.y. My mood is i.f.f.f.y. today. and I’m going to s.m.t.d. to feel b.e.t.t.e.r.
day 12. part II.
I lied. I actually expect everything to fall apart and die. I’m terrified. Should I hold my tongue because it’s safer, or should I speak my mind and let the future unfold as it pleases?
day 12.
Chapter 02. excerpt
James would walk by her and be near her as much as possible. He knew that Irene was special, from the moment that they met the first day. Something about the way that their thoughts were so synchronized made him feel whole and new. He felt invincible, and yet so vulnerable. He was so open to her and he trusted her completely with his thoughts and wonders. James wanted to give...
Your true colors shine through in difficult...
Even in those worst times, I still think your colors are beautiful.
day 11. part III.
People, I love taishu. IT IS SERIOUSLY THE BEST GAME EVER!! I want to relive my childhood… I turn 18 in less than two months. Thinking about no longer being a teenager makes me sad on the inside. Knowing that high school is over for me actually makes me sad. I mean before, I was like, OH MY GOSH SO HAPPYYYY ~~~ !! Even though I hate being here, I’m attached to this place. Leaving...
