i'm getting rather tired of being alone. But that doesn't mean i'm going to latch myself to the next available person that comes along. Or one that is already here.

i drove home in the rain last night. Quite a scary experience when you're on a rural unfamiliar road. Well, its a familiar road in the daytime, but things change shape and length and size in the night. Like my thoughts do. My thoughts scare me at night.

you wasted life why wouldn't you waste death?
for your sake i hope heaven and hell are really there, but i wouldn't hold my breath. -modest mouse