I'm not the same person I was a year ago, nor do I wish or care to be. The me today has been called a shell and an evolution. I don't know which I believe.
But I'm writing again. Half inspired by a draining relationship I've been in for almost a year and the other half by what's happened to me post-Hurricane Katrina. It's a good outlet for me, and I'm taking a more introspective turn on my emotions and how they relate to everything. And no, not emo. I don't hate myself or ex-girlfriends enough to write emo.
Peace out, I guess.





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Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt.
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"support music not rumors"
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I didn't search to belong, I searched to be lost...
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Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt.
Ah well fuck it, I'm in. Yipee!
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Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt.
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Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt.
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