winged.girl

god i wish i were asleep

I haven't felt love in a long time.

I think it's really shitty that if you're in a relationship, you're expected to make the other person happy all the time. It's so much pressure.

don't forget the past. you never know when it will come back to you.

I am no longer allowed to explain
to you the finer points of our
relationship or how good
it feels to know that you all
ways keep your promises to
friends,
loved ones.
I am not sitting amid the
clatter of dry darkness upon
my floor waiting not to wish
that you would call. This is
not an argument; I am
not even talking about
you,
or me.

there was a time when all you said
came to me as a song;
before i even learned the tune
somehow i tried to sing along.
it was pure serendipity
to find that synchronicity
in the waves we made,
whose ripples spread out to infinity
and, in their climb,
the notes we sent
through space and time
transcended their insipid rhyme
and seemed to me to fall into
a perfect harmony.
the pitch sounded good,
but i couldn't buy that
you would stay around--
we were too good at breaking rules
for this attraction's gravity to keep you down.

This being the anniversary of my journal and all, I think I'll end it today. If you want to protest or if you read it and just wanted to let me know that, e-mail me: unicraze@aol.com.

Thank you all.

I'm still upset about Molly's last post, not because I disagree with her, but because she agrees with me.
I got two awesome Nietszche books from the Pickle today. Nietszche thought he was a criminal, too.
I'm starting to believe who ever said this was a fat camp veiled by debate work... except for all th sugar they give us to keep us up all night carding cutting tagging blocking sorting writing, which would undermine the solvency of... --Oh dear, it's taking over.

Today is the one year anniversary of my journal. I've never celebrated any kind of anniversary before--unless birthdays count--but LJ kept the date for me so I'll do this one. As of now:

Account type: Free User *sighs*
Date created: 2001-07-26 14:11:43
Journal entries: 640
Comments: Posted: 766 - Received: 889
Friends: 31
Friend of: 34

And actually, I think I'm satisfied with having come a long way over the year. It was helpful that I was irrevocably changed so deeply by the events of last summer and the events of the year itself, but still, I made it through a lot and I'm proud of myself, yes I am, even if that doesn't relate very directly to livejournal.

Harm # 23: Fear of death leads to less sex.

That is my favorite harm EVER. I think that outweighs all other harms, nuclear war and suffering and all that. Oh yes... this will be fun.