These Are The Comforts That Be

Oh my.

2007-12-09T04:41:24Z

I have officially gone nearly a year without writing anything on here. Most likely because I finally broke down and got a real journal, so I haven't thought to post on here. Maybe I'll start, though. Can't make any promises, but it's a chance.

Bad Poetry! Oh No-etry!

2007-02-08T02:02:16Z

So today I wrote a ridiculous amount of poetry. Like, seriously, I think thirty poems were written today. From the sheer abundance of poems came a few that I actually really like, and I've never actually posted anything I've written on here, so here's a few choice ones:

Do you remember
the day we sat in my dining room
and ate waffles?
I told you I loved you.
You sprayed me with whipped cream
and I knew that meant
you loved me too.

The sun smiled at me this morning.
The air was cold and the hour early
but the snow glittered
and all was right.

She asked if I was okay
and I said yes.
I think I was lying,
but I'm not sure.

I remember
when I dug my fiingernails
into my ankle
but it wouldn't bleed.
And I cried harder
because I had even failed
at failure.

Please stop telling us
how sad you are
because I know from experience
that no one cares.

I wonder
if all my hard work were washed away
like a sand castle in the rising tide
would there be anyone there
to help me rebuild it?

What a difference
a little sunshine makes -
for that burst of light
gave a breath of life
to the day.

I think
I would give my virtue away
if anyone wanted it.

The stars
are never as beautiful
as when
someone is watching them with you.

I
am far from perfect
but if you
would love me anyway
then it wouldn't matter so much.

If you want
I'll be there
with chicken soup when you're sick
with ice cream when you're sad
and chocolate just whenever
because I would gladly
spend my entire life
and every paycheck
making you smile.

Oh. My. God.

2007-01-07T07:44:06Z

I am so insanely revolted right now. My father, having come home completely trashed once again, just walked over to the shoe closet - RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME - and pissed all over all of our shoes. Every pair. And then just took his pants off and went upstairs.

I fucking hate him.

My Sad, Sad Life

2007-01-03T06:30:16Z

School starts in exactly five hours and 33 minutes, and I have yet to get any sleep. Why is this? Because I am anxiously awaiting the posting of Changeling chapter 13, which is running late, and I am far too ridiculously obsessed with it to wait until later to read it. Who needs to graduate, anyway?

God, typing sounds so loud at 1:30 in the morning. I feel like I'm going to wake everyone in the house up.

Yes, this is an entry.

2006-11-28T02:09:10Z

I've got nothing. Nothing to say, nothing to post, nothing to rant about. But I do at least need to have something on here, so this is my token entry!!! Until I actually care to write a real one. Woot.