laundry day. |
I stole this from someone.
Write down things to ten different people that you want to say to them but cant. You cant put names or anything but if someone messages you saying 'hey is number XX me?' The...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Oct 2008 13:37:00 GMT |
oh, what a fuckin scene. |
i used to have this fantasy,
where i & the one would gather and exchange under the pouring rain.
our lips would meet; the raindrops would only serve to wash away those things what we would ra...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Aug 2008 00:45:00 GMT |
beautiful. |
I wish I could convince myself that you care about this.
But every bit of silence between us serves only to covince me that I'm just a wishful thinker.
This was good, once.
Posted by on Mon, 07 Jul 2008 21:46:00 GMT |
you know the sunlight always shines behind the clouds of london skies |
To say the least, this is not what I was expecting.
Don't get me wrong, it's not all bad. Far from it. Working with kids is infinately rewarding, when I actually get to see them. Whi...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 21:12:00 GMT |
live high. |
So, I'm leaving for Camp Courageous within the hour. I have the impending sension of isolation; good-bye, civilization. Though that truely won't be the case, I've adapted to my crummy situ...
Posted by on Sat, 17 May 2008 14:00:00 GMT |
will i get the gold chariot, or float through the ceiling? |
Last night I did something that most people would find rather odd: I took a stroll through a graveyard in the pouring rain. I was waiting on a few friends at a church down the road from my house...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 10:12:00 GMT |
we have just lost cabin pressure. |
For the first time in my life, I’m putting myself in the role of the optomist.
I’ve always been one to beat myself up over things, regardless of whether they were really my fault or not.&n...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 01:06:00 GMT |
rocket deer, burning up his fuse out here alone |
I was out pretty late last night. That’s the perfect way to begin a story.
And as I’m driving through BFE towards home, I start noticing quiet a few deer out in the open. The m...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 14:54:00 GMT |
i had a scrubs moment. |
While sitting in class earlier, listening to my teacher ramble on & on about some inane bull, I became lost in thought and imagined, what if I...
-were to stand up
-grab my tin thermos of ch...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jan 2008 13:18:00 GMT |
ya know, i’m just putting it out there... |
First off, let me get this out of the way: my default pic is WAY too creepy for my own good. It's like I'm saying, "Hello, my name is Cameron. I'm going to do things to you with a screwdri...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Jan 2008 00:25:00 GMT |
