The telephone was the worst invention ever.
[mood | i hurt]
[music | Showbread ♥ "Dead By Dawn" ]

I need some way to pass the days, so...
The first ten people to give me the following will get a Dugera fic written for them
-- NOUN (person, place, or thing)
-- COLOR
-- SCENT


Getting up at noon screws with my day.

This song gives me chills.


I was up all night freaking out. And then I drank some hot chocolate and watched Jackass, so it's all good/gay.

I can tell it's worrying my mother that it doesn't look like all this drama with my dad are affecting me at all. They are, really bad. But I internalize things. That's just who I am. The closest I ever get to telling anything to anyone is this journal and this isn't even the half of it.


Sorry for the randomness, I'm not awake enough yet.