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have you seen your mother, girl?
has she gone away...?
gone away and found the pearl, but the price she paid...

how far will you go (i say!)?
just to bait a mouse...?
shorter lived and longer gone... can you figure out?

have you lost your sister, girl?
she's all but blown away...
blown away and lost the pearl, and the price she paid...

*...
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contrast:
tegan:
smile.
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There's this picture on Judas' wall. It's a watercolor painting of a boy with dark-frame glasses, and everytime I've ever looked at it I've seen me. It doesn't particularly look like me when I think about it objectively, but for some reason it just is. Maybe that's the narcissist in me. Maybe that's what I want.

I can never tell what he's thinking.

I...
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bankerboy:
I prefer the term "mind fuck." Much more honest.
sunnysunny:
are you on aim?

[Edited on Feb 19, 2005 4:02PM]
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They. Are. Fighting.

What I hear is muffled. I hear my dad's voice cracking and angry. I hear my mother being as quiet as possible not to upset us but it comes out acid, still.

In the basement, sneak away to where it's safe. Arguing about me, I'll not be in contact. Walk outside, a breeze rushing past I throw my back, but gently, against...
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sunnysunny:
yup
i sent it to all the people on my messenger list

xo
rylie:
I cried too. You sure are sorting some shit out right now eh? You write like you breathe it.
It's gourgeous... you know in a somber sort of way.
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DISCLAIMER: THIS IS GOING TO BE A DEPRESSING FUCKING ENTRY. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Doctor Jekkel and Mister Drunk.

They've been fighting a LOT lately. They've been making things difficult for everyone. There's someone else in there too, and he wants the fuck out.

Ever get the feeling, that no matter how much you talk about something, no matter how much you think about...
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cain:
I don't really know what to say regarding this journal entry of yours, and I suck at comfortin people in general. I lack the crucial maternal instincts.

So yeah.
dagan:
...only now, at the end, do you understand...
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1 bottle (200ml) of Jagermeister. Gone but for a shot.
2 shots, as well as several pulls off of the Leroux blackberry brandy.
1 shot of Sambuca.
1 scooby snack (shot).
2 vodka/sodas.
Several pulls off the rum/coke.

Valentine's Day.

Spent it in oblivion. No bathrooms, but I still managed to spit bile all over my best friend. I miss them, and I've missed them...
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neodrunk:
i'll research. kind of need to figure out venue first. i'll probably try discussing with sean to see what kind of support etc they'd be willing to give. information i'll need to know when approaching a venue.

tonguemiao!!
toneski:
when you are looking forward, the things behind you shouldn't obstruct your path.
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SO!

Valentine's day? Valentines day? Something like that, and midnight hit and there it was. Like some kind of bright light shone upon me and mine eyes were blinded which allowed me to TRULY see the wonderful magnificence of life and its many facets. Like a big-ass diamond that...

Something.

"Everything I ever did,
and everything I ever said,
is gone and dead.

"My life...
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judas:
fun ensued.

thank you for being my walk to the saloon partner.

i'm one happy bunny.
yuriel:
word man.
EL SUICIDO LOCO
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continuing on from the last journal... this is the rest:

Details in the interim are speculative, there was a lot of paranoia in the car between the three of us waiting, but then we got out and now we stand outside the car, under the roof of this open space in front of a long sterile stainless steel table and the guard is snapping rubber...
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lunna:
Since I'll be very busy tomorrow..Happy Valentine's Day 1 day early.

sunnysunny:
remember the times when we used to send eachother songs?

[Edited on Feb 13, 2005 12:15PM]
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The following conversation occured between my boss and myself today, Thursday, February 10th, somewhere between 4:15pm and 4:25pm:

"Am I a huge creep?" -j

"Wait. Hold on..." -r

*...waiting...*

"Am I a huge creep or something?" -j

*no response* -r

"Am? I? Some? Kind? Of a creep???" -j

"I don't understand the question." -r

"Am I creepy? Do I come off that way?" -j

"Why...
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gogo:
thankies blush blush
roby:
i'm HOME! i am. ned's here too.
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you've got such a barbwire smile.

* * * * *

a break-up poem from a million years ago:

ten feet away

on the sidewalk
laughs echo hysteric.
-like animals frightened, the

sounds bouce circles
through the moment this time.

i. am. locked. away.
three metric tons of
steel and glass
wrapped around my frame.
breathe fire.
spit out toxic thoughts.

starve with anxiety,
eat...
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sunnysunny:
billy!
come to sgchat and read my journal!
toneski:
leaves? I foresee another 46" of snow before young girl spring shows her face.
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rejected.

fuck i've had a lot of that lately.

i'm down, wearing a sign.
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nebel:
pixie_punch:
well, my lungs are rejecting my body... puke
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update, an hour or so later:

for the first time since shortly after joining this site, i've made contact with my ex girlfriend. our breakup was the reason i first became active here, looking for people to talk to and trying to work through a very lonely time.

shortly before we broke up, i painted what i consider to be the most important painting i've...
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lovebuzz2:
I hope I didn't make you feel uncomfortable. You're gonna see my set when I do it , right?
lovebuzz2:
stop being such a bitch, jim. kiss
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gay bars.

always an interesting experience... but we'll come back to that.

spent hours and hours in the apartment. "i sit around and watch the phone, but no one's calling. call me pathetic, call me what you will." that's about what it felt like. that song. and masturbation losing its fun. an unfortunate thing.

nap. wake.

shower, dry.

out the door. bus. run. miss. bus...
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contrast:
being gay is the next cool thing.
dagan:
'cause you don't care if I do comment...


that, and I can't read...