Listening to Poison the Well. My head pounds incessantly. Not exactly a happy drone lately. It's humorous to me, because one minute I'm so insanely happy. Just the other day I was dancing around in a lightening storm, thinking how beautiful rain was. Now I don't want to wake up. No worries, drinking Sailor Jerry's Rum, chasing it with Old E.
Got turned down for my loan for college. Tried to get my parents as a cosigner. Neither of us have enough credit. Getting an education is such a battle. It makes me feel worthless. It makes me feel like white trash. Anyhow, I'm going to fight this battle until the bitter end. I want a college education.
On a better note, my garden gnome is happy resident of my personal garden. I pay him $5.00 an hour to keep the rabbits from eating my pumpkins and flowers.
Do you ever fear you might slip over the edge? waking one day in an institution, they are so much like prisons. I just don't know anymore. This whole fucking world has slipped over the edge, it's just a matter of your ability to pretend. I bet you have nightmares like I do. Do you wake up shivering and crying silently into the night? Can you ascertain dream from reality or do they slip into one?
"I've seen horror, horrors that you've seen. You have no right to call me a murderer, you have a right to kill me, you have a right to do that. But you have no right to judge me."
Got turned down for my loan for college. Tried to get my parents as a cosigner. Neither of us have enough credit. Getting an education is such a battle. It makes me feel worthless. It makes me feel like white trash. Anyhow, I'm going to fight this battle until the bitter end. I want a college education.
On a better note, my garden gnome is happy resident of my personal garden. I pay him $5.00 an hour to keep the rabbits from eating my pumpkins and flowers.
Do you ever fear you might slip over the edge? waking one day in an institution, they are so much like prisons. I just don't know anymore. This whole fucking world has slipped over the edge, it's just a matter of your ability to pretend. I bet you have nightmares like I do. Do you wake up shivering and crying silently into the night? Can you ascertain dream from reality or do they slip into one?
"I've seen horror, horrors that you've seen. You have no right to call me a murderer, you have a right to kill me, you have a right to do that. But you have no right to judge me."
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a2_stud:
What's depressing, my Hiroshima/Nagasaki journal entry? Its coming down today, I promise to put up something nice and not so dark and heavy. Just this once 
prendick:
I'll do my best love and I'll try not to cheat, you know, putting you in long sleeves and such. I think you'll get a kick out of it. I'll post some convention pics of me at the end of the week...I am humbled by your offer. I love what I've seen of your work so far. I've thought more than once, "I wish I could do that!" 