coffee mugs filled with chaos

i know we've been through this.

Thu, 17 May 2007 06:58:08 GMT

i need a change. add me <3
youareoxygen

Tue, 15 May 2007 05:08:11 GMT

LINKIN PARK NEW CD IS PLAYING ON MY COMPUTER! AHAHAHAH!

new start.

Mon, 16 Apr 2007 22:59:53 GMT

distortedtales

Mon, 19 Feb 2007 18:29:37 GMT

what makes you really feel alive?

Mon, 12 Feb 2007 03:23:09 GMT

sometimes words just spill out of me and i feel like i am overflowing with everything all at once. i think i know the answers now. she was right. "you don't belong here." and at that moment it didn't really click much, but now i feel it. it's running through my veins rapidly because it holds so much truth. reality isn't for me, and the some of the only times that i have actually felt happy is when i'm completely beyond things that you could call "concrete." there is no such thing! i have found a place that is more open, imaginative, and desirous than this world and most of the people in it. and that is an amazing thing, that you cannot even begin to explain to one single person unless they are there with you.

to quote my favorite movie when he's about to get out of this place, "i guess i'll see you guys later.."

Tue, 30 Jan 2007 17:30:05 GMT

sometimes i wonder if all your poetry is spun around your head without you knowing the least bit about it, not understanding that to string words together isn't a talent and that the real beauty of writing is the imagination and emotion that is hidden within all these pretty sentences about the beauty everyone fails to see. sometimes i read entries about one solitarity moment that they have shoved in "big words" and "metaphors" but it all just seems too unreal to me. like a child trying to write like an "adult" with meaningless thoughts shoved here and there just for the look of it. i'm tired of reading these thoughts that don't tell me anything but how poetic they are trying to be. just give it up. i'm not impressed.

wonderful.

Sat, 13 Jan 2007 09:32:43 GMT

The entire sum of existence is the magic of being needed by just one other person.

Thu, 04 Jan 2007 08:14:53 GMT

sometimes i try to forget all the little things, but i'm left wondering what i have left to hold onto.

Sun, 24 Dec 2006 04:38:54 GMT

i just showed my dad how call waiting works.
AHAHA, oh technology.

add me.

Tue, 19 Dec 2006 09:27:27 GMT

http://www.last.fm/user/lukewarm_coffee/

Thu, 14 Dec 2006 15:59:30 GMT

i love how Ballstate has set a 24-hour "quiet time" period in which we must have doors closed and music low at all times; however, they can drill and hammer all fucking morning as loud as they want.
this obviously makes a lot of sense.

Thu, 28 Sep 2006 13:40:27 GMT

she said she likes to hear the rain sometimes

Thu, 28 Sep 2006 02:02:40 GMT

it is like when someone tells you to listen to a song because it brings you to tears, when you hear it your heart aches and half the time you cannot determine if its because you feel it or they do. i can hear these vibrations, and they don't mean anything to me, but they meant everything to you and now i'm on the floor crying over tragedies i cannot claim.

Wed, 27 Sep 2006 18:49:44 GMT

i am sick of always having to be poetic and cover everything up. i want truth and understanding that maybe there is an answer out there. there are too many ways to hide yourself away from this world and so many of the people that i have met have just been hiding the entire time. i cannot breathe around people that cannot answer my questions that are so simple it makes me cringe. i test my boundaries and i know that sometimes i move to fast, but that's the way i am. i am locked up in my mind, but it's open to exploration. can you tell me someone that was so open with you that it made your heart explode into a million tiny pieces? can you define for me what a best friend is? can you give me all the definitions that i have been searching for? i am disasterous. i am a mess, but that is what lets me love myself. when all the pieces were put neatly together, my mind was apathetic. i am not meant to be so blandly stable that it rips the life out of me. i cannot suffocate myself within one person that it strangles my spirit. and you can tell me that you 'told me so' and that 'you are always right' but that's not understanding. and that's all i'm asking for.

Fri, 15 Sep 2006 19:07:08 GMT

so i just flunked my first college exam because my psych teacher is a asshole.

Wed, 06 Sep 2006 00:06:55 GMT

tonight holds forgotten promises.

x.

Mon, 19 Jun 2006 01:44:01 GMT

locked.