March 2009
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Drifting in, drifting out. A haze, fogging up my mind. Gauze film, gently placed over my conscious. Blurring all relevance, sucking it dry. I contemplate that woman, as she contemplates I. My eyes begin to dart when I hear spoken word and I reluctantly gaze back up at the woman as she looks for culprits. Speaking, rule-breaking. I drift off, though. No time to think about the scowl in her eyes or...
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The Things I Believe written by Laura Scruggs,...
I believe in everlasting friendships
and the connection two people can have.
I believe in singing really loud when you are alone
and not being embarassed when someone does hear you.
I believe what other people think doesn’t matter
as long as you are happy with how you see yourself.
I believe in long talks under stars with an old friend-
this could be the best conversation you’ve ever had.
...
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My birthday is in a few minutes. I hate my birthday. Well no, I don’t. I used to love it before, before I became completely cynical and…the way I am today. And I still have hope that one day I will again look forward to my birthday. My mom, I was born on her birthday fyi, is out of town with my father. They’re aboard some delightful cruise having such a good time celebrating my...
God, I would love to meet Chris McCandless. He died in 92’, but…how many questions I would ask. After reading Into the Wild, the theme I had extracted was to live off the land. I don’t feel like I have lived a life full of…anything. I feel like I should not be sitting here explaining this to you, I should be out there, suffering and believing. I idolize this man, I really...
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I found myself staring at a siderbar commercial for ‘are you a good flirt’ for a good few minutes. I don’t think the flirting bit had much to do with why I was looking at it, but the heart that was moving up and down a scale, burning at the top, freezing at the bottom. My brain led my eyes to the center and they rested there, completely unaware of how unproductive such a thing...
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again
I’m probably posting too much today, but I have a lot on my mind.
Sometimes I think that most people are not functioning as humans rightfully should. We are simply living by basic survival instincts. Not actually living. We are not communicating on an emotional level, simply on a…physical? one. We do not take the time to truly care for another human being, communicate our feelings,...
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i had a talk with my dad, and i realized what we made. well not me or any of the generations i’ve met, but us people. we created this society. one third of our lives are spent in school, the other 1/3 working and then if you’re LUCKY you make it to the other third, where you’re retired and can maybe travel and explore and finally do what you want. we’re slaves. you spend so...
“One of my philosophy professors lectured wildly about love once, yelling: “When...”
– Nightmare Brunette: Endings (via she-thinks)
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my future is my present
Isn’t it kind of amazing how we always anticipate the next best thing? Like in elementary school, we looked forward to middle school, and in middle school, we looked forward to high school, and now that we’re there -its like I can’t wait til I get to college / get out of here / whatever applies to you. The total killer is that sometimes it doesn’t turn out to be as great as...
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living everyday like there's a tomorrow
This ‘live like your dying’ nonsense drives me up the fucking walls. We take things for granted. It happens. I’m not going to treat everyday like my last because everyday isn’t my last. Everyday is another day. You wake up, you live, you sleep. Right? Yes, I am happy to be alive, and yes, I enjoy living, but I’m not going to walk around expecting a fucking plane to...
