ForeverIsLimited

I haven't updated my journal for quite some time-- things have been a little more than a little crazy. But what's a girl to do? Just gotta keep movin' and shakin', I s'ppose. My family and I have recently been going through a lot of changes; I've been making some not very good decision for quite some time, now. Or had been making some not very good decisions, I suppose is a better way to phrase it. I've spent some time in an Acute Behavioral Unit and am now in an Intensive Outpatient Care unit for an estimated few months. That's certainly not the entire story-- but there's the gist of it. To the people who check my page regularly, I apologiz

I'm not sure how many people living in my area of Utah, but those who do have probably heard about the fourteen year old boy who was hit by the UTA train. His name was JJ and he really was a great guy. As far as I know, he was walking to a friend's house to walk with her to school. He had put his books and his jackets down, had his iPod in his ears and the snow was coming down hard. There had been speculation of suicide but anyone who really knew JJ knows that he wouldn't have. It was an accident. A tragedy. He went to soon; but he gave hundereds of people a gift that no one would ever want to return and everyone will cherish; and I think we

Shakespeare; I love you. As should the rest of the literary community and anyone who has ever dreamt. I haven't been writing as much as I usually do, or rather, I haven't been posting as much as I usually do. I don't even know how long it's been. But I'm going to start trying to write and post more often. I always feel so much better after I write something; its like cleansing yourself. I've never been baptised and frankly I don't plan on it, but the feeling I get after finishing a poem or a short story is how I think a baptism should feel.