September 2010
so little responsibilities, so many opportunities,...
Today's thoughts in a nutshell:
i hate my life. i love my life. i hate my life. i love my life. I HATE MY LIFE.
August 2010
WatchWHY?? things like this break my heart. No animals deserve this. I hope this gets a lot of publicity and helps protest against animal cruelty.
This is 2005 - Dave Melillo.
This may be the...
and right back into the cycle we go.
morgendorffer.
at the end of the day, i just need to feel okay.
Insomnia, we meet again.
It is 4:00 AM. Why am I still awake? Insomnia, I know it’s been awhile since we’ve last met, and I’m not saying I don’t miss you, but why tonight? I have to be places around 10:30 tomorrow. I’ve got a last summer luau to get ready and decorate for.
You know Insomnia, the thing I don’t like about you is that we never do anything fun. I’m always here really...
A Complaint Free World
So I’ve just learned of an organization called A Complaint Free World (Check out the FAQ). The object of this organization is to better oneself by making it a habit to not complain. Complaining spreads negative energy and thus negative results. Without complaining as excessively as the average person does (15-30 times a day) you’re making yourself a happier more positive person, which...
TUMBLR, I MISSED YOU
“I want something more than all my possessions; something I wanna share with...”
– “What You Want,” The Starting Line
This is what I want.
I’m learning to realize that shit happens, and you have to deal with it. Thinking about what you could have done differently, the “if only I did ______ before _____ then _____ would never have happened” doesn’t do you any good. You have to accept your situation in order to move forward. You have to take responsibility and accept all the repercussions.
It scares me half to...
I haven’t posted songs in so long, which...
the old posts.
I was looking at my old LiveJournal and reading the blogs. It gives me a weird feeling. There is a difference between now and then, but I don’t know if it’s better or worse. It’s just different. I feel like the photos I reblog and the occasional rant blog show me in a sense that wasn’t shown via LJ. However, on LJ I exposed myself in a way a little more different than...
