agape_eternal

I really wish I could call/text him and get a REAL response sometimes. I mean, I get an occasional one but I guess I'm greedy, I want it all the time. *sighs*

I just don't have it like that, unlike other people.

Okay, so I'm early. If you want a card, leave your address for me, Kay? Comments are screened so no worries.

If I sent you one in the past, I Probably still have your address.

"I have to wind myself up just to get our of bed in the morning."

That doesn't even say it, but seriously, everything is getting harder. My concentration is shot and staying awake for longer than 12 hours without a nap is almost impossible. I'm having a hard time keeping that smile on my face, because it's really not there and there are days when I just wanna say "fuck it". But I'm trying, though that doesn't seem to be enough.

I wish people would get off my back. Yes, I stay online for a long time, but something's gotta make me happy. You're taking away my happiness, lemme keep something to myself.

"I'm not crazy. I don't see what the big deal is about what happened. But apparently someone does think it's a big deal because here I am. I bet it was my mother. She always overreacts.

Fifteen-year-old Jeff wakes up on New Year's Day to find himself in the hospital. Make that the psychiatric ward. With the nutjobs. Clearly, this is all a huge mistake. Forget about the bandages on his wrists and the notes on his chart. Forget about his problems with his best friend, Allie, and her boyfriend, Burke. Jeff's perfectly fine, perfectly normal, not like the other kids in the hospital with him. Now they've got problems. But a funny thing happens as his forty-five-day sentence drags on—the crazies start to seem less crazy.

Compelling, witty, and refreshingly real, Suicide Notes is a darkly humorous novel from award-winning author Michael Thomas Ford that examines that fuzzy line between "normal" and the rest of us. "

smellyleaf

smellyleaf

Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, favorite type of underwear etc. Repost this challenge in your own blog if you want to!

The problem with LJ: we all think we are so close, but really, we know nothing about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.

Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.

That is all

Everyone needs a wingman. Be an ACE to yours, please

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My username is: agape_eternal . Agape comes from the Greek word for love, one of the seven loves {Agapē (αγάπη agápē) means "love" in modern day Greek, such as in the term s'agapo (Σ'αγαπώ), which means "I love you." In Ancient Greek, it often refers to a general affection rather than the attraction suggested by "eros." Agape is used in ancient texts to denote feelings for a good meal, one's children, and the feelings for a spouse. It can be described as the feeling of being content or holding one in high regard.}, eternal just meaning that this love is eternal.

My journal name is: "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?: So Dark the Con of Man", which is a two parter. ‘Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?’ is the title of a book that spawned the movie “Blade Runner” and ‘So Dark the Con of Man’ is a phrase from “The DaVinci Code” that is used by the Priory of Sion.

My title is: "Crazy isn't being broken or swallowing a dark secret. It's you or me amplified" from ‘Girl, Interrupted’.

My friends page is called: “My Big Fat Dysfunctional Family” because my friends are like family to me and lets face it, we’re all dysfunctional in one way or another.

My default icon is: PHLOCHTE, DUH! They’re my OTP, seriously. Those two are IN LOVE and I don’t give a shit what you guys say. Phelps is hittin that, no doubt lol. But seriously, they’re so cute together and this was from after they raced each other at the ’04 Athens Summer Games, right after Phelps yelled “One-Two baby!” and lunged for Ryan. Lovers in love, just sayin ;) The icon was made by moon_jennon .