And When I Awoke, I Was Alone, This Bird Had Flown [entries|friends|calendar] Irene. I-R-E-N-E. Not Irean. [ website | Myspace: Stealing Our Souls One Friend Request at a Time. ] [ userinfo | livejournal userinfo ] [ calendar | livejournal calendar ]

[05 Jun 2008|09:44pm] [ mood | comatose ] [ music | The Beatles - I'm So Tired ] It may be over dramatic, but I feel as though I can't breathe anymore. Everyone keeps telling me that school's almost over. Their favorite phrase is "it's the final stretch!" Yes, indeed, it's a race and you know what I'm doing? I'm fucking walking, crawling, inching towards the finish line while everyone else is sprinting past. I've used up my second wind, and there is nothing else. I'm burnt out. I can't do this anymore. I don't care if it's only 1 more week. I can't. I'm tired of trying to prove that I can. play Russian roulette

[15 Aug 2006|11:03pm] http://www.xanga.com/sosaysthemisanthrope I think we all know what this means. I'll be back and to read people's entries and stuff, but I don't think I'm gonna update here anymore. I lied. 3 bullets called life|play Russian roulette

I Won't Lie to You - First Entries Are Always Boring [09 Nov 2005|09:04pm] [ mood | pogo stick! ] [ music | System of a Down - Bounce ] As everyone knows. I think I'm gonna make this journal friends only, seeing how it's kind of pointless to have a bunch of strangers read my journal. So this should be the only not-friends-only entry ever. And feel free to add me...just comment first (you know that good ol' process) 8 bullets called life|play Russian roulette

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