For anyone who wants to know:

[wolven7]

God Lives Underwater - [Vapors]--- You know how people get, when they don't get things they want, for a very long time, and thee's other shite going on, in their lives, at the same time? That's about where i am, right now. (Jack Off Jill - [Star No Star]). Deep-seated anxieties, and worries, coming to the fore, and the moving, and school, and all the other shite, and i'm not with someone with whom i Really would like to be, and things pile up, and people break apart, and i look at my group of friends, every day, and i wonder Why. What they {I Meant "The"} fuck is keeping them there?

And me, and motivations, and preferences, and Choices, blah blah blah. But at least own up to it, and admit it. I may not be around, in the same capacities, for a couple of days. I've been having moments of homicidal and utterly sadistic rage. Wanting to hurt whatever's around me, at a given time. Standing in line, for a Marta card, for an hour, as an escape from that, wasn't exactly the best idea... But angry music helped. Things are as they are, and will be, as they will be. Moulding and shaping, for the Future.

Skinny Puppy - [Love in Vein]--- Every day, every way, better, better.

Dream Well

Comments

[ex-noctem859.livejournal.com]

because I don't talk to you enough and because I miss so much of my friends it's almost like I don't know them anymore. I know EXACTLY how you feel. Most of it has to do with my own self that I can't push to get where and what I want. Unfortunately, I do want to take it out on others, not myself.

Too many people told me cutting myself is bad, so now I just want to do others in. . .smashing, tearing, laughing. . .ahh. . .I think that this whole lack of coffee thing right now is messing with my head. Must drink the black sanity potion and head off to school.

*bites*

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Yes. A lot of it is dissatisfaction with the Self... But much of it is Very much dissatisfaction with that with which the Self chooses to surround itself.... I need Jolt Cola, and my life will begin to return to Normal.

As normal as it gets for me. Which is not Normal, at all... But VERY progressively, happily, fucked up.