I cut nine inches off my hair, and my head feel pounds lighter.
The only down side is that it doesn't look too great curly so I have to straighten it now.
I've been having awful writer's block and it's really pissing me off.
School sucks. People are lame. There's nothing to do. No one interesting to talk to.
Nothing exists anymore.
The Picture of Dorian Gray
"But beauty, real beauty, ends where an intellectual expression begins."
"You like everyone; that is to say, you are indifferent to everyone."
"I make a great difference between people. I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their good intellects."
I want things that I can't achieve while living in this city.
I think about people that I don't talk to anymore almost everyday.
I write better when I'm sad.
I wish I can live in this picture.