So I ran around alot for the past week or so. . work, parties, work, NYC, more parties. . . and sorry to all who I said Id pose for them. My word will have to fall through for those instances. I'll busy in the upcoming weeks with work, and some school matters that need my attn. Those of you with deadline I sincerely apologize. These past few weeks have not been so hot. The photos I had up not so tasteful after looking and really reflecting. I've also been coming off a post breakup mood, which causes me to do whatever whim I follow wich is never good and not particularlly bad either. But alas I will try to give those who I told something. And once again I apologize. . .. . The real subject of this journal entry was not only that but I wrote a little something the other night while i was falling asleep . . . .


Squeeze my heart
Restrict my breath
Make my stomach churn
I enjoy the pain (Come closer dear)
Fake a smile
Swallowing the feelings that readily drown me in my sleep
Nightmares are my only escape from
Bittersweet dilemnas

Lately I've a feeling of unaccomplishment and failure particularly after my break up. I feel like things didnt turn out how I wanted and it hurts.