When capsules and 40oz outweighed achievements.

Some things I would like to get off of my chest:

- My father has "cut me off"
(I think this means he has nothing to do with me anymore)

- I've been having increasingly painful heart palpitations over the past hour
(they have not ceased)

- I would rather sleep in my car than live here one more day.
(this is the difference between building a house and giving a home)

>>>

I heard the dial-tone like a flat line,
you took what was yours, and made it what's mine
all the abuse is eventually going to chew at your health,
no one can move you through this mess you've got to do it yourself

First photo shoot

My friend Shannon Urato ( http://www.flickr.com/photos/mansonnnx/) took some amazing photos of me on Tuesday. Shannon is an aspiring photographer with lots of talent, especially when it comes to profiles. She asked me to model for her, and seeing as it was my first try, I think I did fairly well! Here are some of our favorites:

"When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions."

~

False hope expels from your face, your eyes, and the faith that you had in him has faded
rest your thoughts, dear child, you cannot hold yourself responsible for the actions he's taken;
the darkness he pulled over your bright eyes.

Never question your ability to see through false faces,
he is the victim of your passion,
and the wicked criminal who has tainted what it meant to be a hero.

Who is hero?
What was he saving?
Certainly not your disposition or your sanity
You brought this upon yourself,
you were more than capable to save safety, but you folded.

Well, he was wrong.
He is wrong.
You are everything he's always wanted,
and he's thrown it all away.

truth.

You don't need to see something to know it needs to change;

stop looking for red flags and go with your gut. Somebody needs you.

pathetic.

This is fucking ridiculous. I am beyond stressed out. My body is having the hardest time keeping up with my mind. I have so much work to do and not enough time to cram it all in. My biggest priority right now is this career exploration project that was due yesterday, but honestly I don't give two shits about it. I did this SAME THING freshman year. I hate my Transitions class. I cannot wait until this term is officially OVER.

And the worst part of everything is that I am physically incapable of getting things done right now because my blood counts are walking the thin line of being stable and plummeting into danger.