hah, one of my deedlies has 1000 pageviews. shame it's such a terrible picture. Emo [link] that's the one.oh well, thanks to everyone who bothered to look at it!

i've used the word floor recently in a couple poems. weird. floor. FLOOR@ i don't know boredom.

I remember the days when making friends was the most natural thing on earth. Back when humanity came so easily to me and I didn't have to remind myself to come back down to their level. And somehow, those days are long gone; they died back when innocence stopped being the fashion. Here I am now; this hesitant, half-formed person. And maybe if I withdraw further from the world, it will bring my humanity back. The more I pull back, the more the memory of those days hurts. I'd say I thought I was a ghost, but I'm not entirely sure ghosts can feel apathy. Maybe I should die again and ask you.

my brain has melted and everything is rotting away. save meh!

oh thank god for manic mood swings <3

500 page views. aren't i special?