Sunday, March 25, 2012

The Ambiguity of Texting and the Brain.

I over think things. I really do. 
I think its because I am so inside my own head all the time, so I convince myself of falsities.

But I really want to believe myself this time...
So I think I'm just seeing what I want.


Okay. Its time to just shut up and enjoy the friendship.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Nocturnal Education

I honestly love staying up late and finishing homework. I love the sense of accomplishment. I love guzzling down tea. I love feeling like the walking dead in the morning. I love knowing that I've made myself proud. I love listening to different mixes in order to spark my interest and keep me going.

I just love grinding my gears.

So, goodnight and good morning. Cold War, here I come.

(for once, I'm not being sarcastic.)


(shocker, right?) 

(not my image, but oh well!)

Friday, March 9, 2012

Rejuvenation

Uhm, hi blog. Remember me? Yeah, I know. We used to be really close. I'm sorry my faith wavered, but I'm back now and I desperately hope you'll forgive me. I know, I know. Its been months. But I was really wishing we could look past it? And start fresh?

Yes...?

Ugh, thank you blog. You are such a saint. I dont know why you bother settling for me. You deserve so much better...

So lets get right to it.

I am well... hmm, wow. I havent done this in such a long time, I've completely forgotten how to do whatever it is I am attempting to do. Uhm, do you take this man to be your-- No, that isnt right... I pledge allegiance to the fl-- No, that isnt it either... Here's what you missed on Glee-- Incorrect... Hi my name is Erikka and I'm an alcoholi-- Wrong again.

Lets just start out like this: Do you know what I fear? I fear that God exists, and I have been wasting my life thinking that the notion is implausible. I constantly worry that if He or She or It or Whatever is out there, what does that person or thing do with all the non-believers who are still very decent people? Honestly, I'm worried that I'll go to Hell, if it exists. 

Life is long, but death is longer.

And although I believe that when we die, we simply turn back into the rotting piles of shit we can sometimes be... I cant help but wonder. I believe the truly ignorant are those who can accept no other alternatives and cant even begin to conceive other possibilities. 


... In other news, here. Have a praying bunny. 


How's that for damn rejuvenation?