Vivisection
That word sounds cool. What it describes is horrible though. Titles are often irrelevant, however.
I'm feeling a massive ease of the pressure that's been pushing on my chest for so very long. I hope I didn't shift it to someone else. I was just trying to relieve it before it crushed me completely. It's over though. I can breathe again, and I can take care of anything else that pops up because of it.
2007 was a giant disappointing ball of crappy times and boredom for me--not that it didn't have it's bright points. 2008 has started off on a very weird note. The aforementioned paragraph's situation, a few new firsts for me, situations in constant unsettling motion. I've been drunk as hell, I've hung out with friends, I've lost a relative. I've committed several misdemeanors and at least one felony already. I've developed some sort of spine and the ability to speak my mind. And I've kissed a girl--one that I shouldn't have. It was only a second, and it was wrong, and I knew it, and I felt it. That said, I don't regret it. Sometimes there are just things you need to do. I'm sure that's understandable.
2008. Hm. It's either going to be a good year, or a completely horrible end to a great many wonderful things.
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