We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.

I hate waking up with dry lips and a stuffy nose in the middle of the night. I hate "that awkward moment" Facebook status. I hate stupid Tweets. I hate the sound of dogs licking. I hate getting syrup on my hands. I hate things coming fast at my face. I hate people forcing me to try their food more than twice. I hate the phrases "it's fine" and "kthanks". I hate my hands being dry. I hate people yelling....

I like my left hand a lot better than my right.

I guess it's been a while, but I don't really feel the need to apologize... so I'm not going to.In other news, I have a bazillionthousand things I should be doing right now(online p.e., online English, seminary packets, scholarship apps, cleaning,). But, I don't really feel like doing any of that. As you can see, there's still no snow and I'm about to KNOCK MY BLOCK OFF. Bahahah Killer Klowns...

He walked right out the front door.

Sometimes confrontation is too much. And I"m not referring to the kind you have with your cheating (now) ex-boyfriend or from-hell roommate. I'm talking about the kind we have with ourselves. It's tough and it sucks and it scares us to death. It nags at us everyday and dares us to evaluate our lives. It tries to make us change, but of course, we don't like change. So, we avoid it. We shut it out....

I scuffed my shoe and fell for you.

This is way past over-due, but lately I just haven't been feeling it.See, there's this thing I have with humanity. Some would call it hatred. Some would call it confusion. I simply call it Johnathon (literally for no reason).Generic.I just don't understand what happens to people. Why am I no longer friends with the boy I stayed out all night with on the church roof? I swear to you we just stopped...

It's cool to fake romances.

In the end, you're right. No matter how much you want to be wrong or how much other people want you to be wrong. You're right. You've always been right. And maybe that's because you got a 3 on the AP Psychology test or maybe it's because you've been conditioned to expect things to be that way since you were a baby. But in the end, none of it really matters anyways, because creepsters will still...