"My life is like containing absence in a box made of air. Nothing to hold back, nothing to push through. The world passes through me. My body is just a collection of bits and pieces I’ve accumulated along the way. Residue. Build-up."

"“It is sad,” he said. “Really, it’s maddening. I don’t even believe my own parents are real. How could they be? They saw me through my entire childhood – watched me become what I am. Now when they look at me, well… let’s just say that they don’t look at me.” He took another big gulp."

"My hand gets tired so I just watch girls’ asses pass me by. Amazing, the girls these days. It seems to me that half of them are outrageously hot and the other half are ludicrously ugly. It’s all genes I suppose. Evolution has divided the attractive from the unattractive. Reproduce outside your own league and there’s no telling what your kid might turn out to be.
A giraffe, maybe, or a cabinet."

I am not broken. I may not fit, or work properly, but i am not broken, and i will not act like i am out of pride. I will not lash out in anger. I am angry, but it is my anger, and i keep it to myself. i am enraged, but my voice will stay quiet. Know this of me: that my hands itch for wrath, but i will not thrash out at the world.
My anguish will not inspire violence or bad poetry, and, if i can help it, hurtful words. Perhaps i will whisper them to the shadows and let them dissipate quietly, victimless. Perhaps i will pray, letting my words fall on the deaf ears of heaven.

or perhaps i will consort with demons.

Ok, abercrombie and fitch might post naked people all around their store (You're selling CLOTHES for christ's sake, that's not even perverse, it's just dumb) but has anyone seen this new JCPenney commercial with the highschool kids modeling on the lunchroom tables with their exageragerated hip-popping and they're all scened out and smiley and the teachers are all lookin' like "grr i'm a teacher and a biggot" and the kids are all like "Haha! i'm so cool teehee! *awkward hair flip turn followed by hip-popping walk-away". What the fuck is this rubbing its cooch all over my tv screen? they might as well be stark naked humping on the lunch tables. then the teachers would walk in and shake their fingers and the kids would all walk off laughing with their pants slung over their shoulders to go somewhere else and fuck. I conciously have to hold back my vomit because every commercial break SOMETHING is making the world a more disgusting place to live in. GOD i hate things. i hate things a lot. Oh, and what the hell is with CN real? We cant even keep cartoon network just cartoons? worse than that, they're REALITY SHOWS. not just any live action, since disney switched over to all the soap operas and fucking sitcoms, but fucking REALITY SHOWS. we're just TRYING to kill our childrens' minds, arent we?. The only cartoons left are adult shows like futurama, family guy, southpark, king of the hill, Dethklok. Cartoons are an adult business now and reality shows are for fucking preschoolers? I DONT. FUCKING. GET IT. it makes me so damn mad.

What the hell ever.

Made some Lo Mein and put Salsa Conqueso in it, delicious. there is nothing in this world that conqueso doesnt make more delicous.

Yep. Just content here in my room. Five o clock in the dark with pringles and cats. Workin on my novel (seventy-five pages woot). Finally fixed Asia's computer fully, woot. yip. just sittin.

*happy*

m'a'go write summore

*touching the lips of tinuviel with silver hopes and crisp morning dreams.*