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Monday, November 19th, 2001
12:16p - GRUNGE CITY, USA!
I went to Seattle with Kerry and saw the sights. I saw Bumtown, stood a few blocks from the space syringe, went to the Pike Street Market, but did not see any fish throwing. Fucking lazy bastards. They started doing it basically right after I turned around and started walking away. I guess it wasn't really that impressive, anyway.
I finally fulfilled my promise to visit Heather, too.
All in all a fun trip.

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6:54p - This is not a fucking poem.
I'm tired of settlings for girls I don't really like, and I'm tired of falling for girls that are settling for me.
My dad always said "there's a happy medium". Well, what if I already found it and I lost it?
I dealt with the happy medium for almost 2 miserable years. There were more good times than bad, but the bad outweighed the good and everything got royally fucked. So where the fuck does the perfect balence lie? Is it possible to find someone exactly equally flawed as you are? Or do people's personalities mismatch like fingerprints and no one is exactly the same? Why was I born so codependant? I can't even fill out this resume on my own. I don't know what to say on it, I need a right to my right, a zig to my zig, an up to my up.

(rewritten)

I miss selling my soul just to have someone near me when I need them.

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7:55p
face down, ass up, that's the way we like to fuck.

current mood: H O T

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8:09p - Smaller tits and younger limbs can cause a fit of rivalry...
I I can't desribe what this song reminds me of in words, and it has nothing to do with the song itself. Just the time period I listened to it non-stop.
It's not a depressing song, really.
I literally went into psycho-masochistic rages during fits of listening to this song.
I just used to cut up my hand and listen to it.
I was literally insane then.
How did I become insane to sane so fast? I grew up.
I'm sure people will look at this and say "oh, stop feeling so bad for yourself".
Well, if you'd felt what I felt, you wouldn't be so judgemental.


current mood: perfectly fine

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