how do you suppose i do that?
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I thought I was the only one to appreciate this stuff. For me it's a love-hate relationship. I love the treasurs but hate myself for coming home and cluttering up my life.
Ryan, you idiot. A year ago, I saw the most beautiful, intelligent, amazing man in my life. Happy, carefree, star in drama club, true punk. Love at first sight. I hoped, wished.....forget that, I dreamed....dreamt that maybe, just a little bit, I might be able to be a part of your life. Even just to be the friend that nobody knows you have. The one you call at 3 a.m. when nobody knows. Maybe. The days were long and hard....not hard
Maybe you just need a change in pace. It sounds like me when I get restless. Good luck, I hope everything straightens out for you.
So tired of writing this blog to be interesting. I'm holding it all back with the hope that maybe some kind of miniature masterpiece will come out if I regulate the flow of words from my fingertips. I I'm so tired of writing only in the abstract aspects of life. Beliefs, short prose, frustrations with the general population. All of these generalities have been eclipsed by the desire to escape. I thought I loved this guy, sometimes I s
I agree. I say we hang 'em!
I don't know where it came from, but I was told that my image is strikingly different from everyone else's around me. Way to add to my egotism, but that's all right. I believe the exact words were that I "am surrounded by destruction, debatable as to whether or not you're the source, but when you do create, it's always something beautiful." At four a.m. even this statement can make some sense
affirmative.
We hear teachers speak daily about it being the parents' jobs to raise their unruly demon children. What nobody says or hears is the obvious: the intensity of that job, the weight of that responsibility. I haven't children of my own to raise, but if I did, I can assure any parent out there that I wouldn't be able to do it correctly, because I don't know the first thing about how to raise a child. So what, I work in a nursery. I know how to change a dia
Thanks for some thing intellectually stimulating. You win.
The whir of the fan blades slicing through the warm, lazy air of the classroom hypnotizes the professor's captive audience, lulling them into a state of dull, zombie-like dementia. A mosquito buzzes in the air, small and oblivious to the world around it, frantic in its search for prey. A new current of air knocks the mosquito's flight askew, and a large whir of blue transforms the mosquito's view of the world, myriad shapes and patter
so true. I wonder about that last one alot.
YOU PUT MY THOUGHTS ON SCREEN! i love you. have a nice day.
It occurred to me today what's buggin' me, why my writing feels so awful, and why in general I'm a negative blot on the pages of life lately. You see, it's this thing called....well, whatever the word is for this. The rusty tobacco tin in my chest has come open, and apparently I'm still attatched to all the people I thought I cut myself loose from. "The people I cut myself loose from." God knows how selfish I must be, to cut myself off from the world in an attempt to escape the humanity
i like. you are fascinating.
and I drink this stuff!?!
I know Toots is being hurtful to you, and I know how it feels to be burned like that by someone you love, over and over again. I want to tell you that she will outgrow this, but I can't make promises like that. I'm not sure what I would do in your situation, except let her go. However, this is not my advice for you, because I usually make the wrong choices. Just, whatever you do, try not to let the bitter feeling make you sick inside, because that's a really easy thing to do, and you're too good
You're darn right, Trinitie.
Today I spoke with someone whom I have known for awhile, a person whose opinion really matters to me. He asked me: Why do you always overreact? My first instinct was to jump at him, to get defensive and say that I wasn't overreacting. Then I realized how right he was. Even there, with that one small question, I was on the verge of overreacting, of snapping at him just because he had an opinion- an opinion that, upon reflection, appeared to be a well-based fact. I searched, racked my b
This blog will remain under construction indefinitely due to serious abundance of suck in my writing style. Tired of emo, tired of wading through too-long descriptions.
Get over it. Men and women are equally evil because we are all human.
Jamie ______. Look, there's alot more going on here than we both want to admit, but something's got to give so I'm fixing this right here, right now. I'm not out to fight, I'm not here to scream or curse or cry, because no guy is worth fighting some girl over. I know where this started and when I stand in your shoes it all makes sense. You broke up with him because of your mom not liking the way things were going, and in response he said maybe later. Because we are close, he w
Trinitie, I know the feeling you are speaking of, the fleeing feeling. I feel it too, I always have. I thought I was alone, but once again you've reminded me that I'm not. Thank you. BK
People still hate me for a breakup that happened almost a year ago. This was never meant to be public property. Everyone wishes to be a part of the fairytale couple, the one that everyone knows, everyone sees. The couple that only holds hands in public, that is beautiful and appropriate, the couple that doesn't fight in public and apologizes immediately. The Perfect Couple. It's not all it's cracked up to be. People see the good side, and they expect i
Started studying Paradise Lost in English. Pretty sure we hadn't even opened the book and this girl with the record for Highest GPA Without Ever Opening Her Mind said something ridiculous about how Satan couldn't be a tragic hero because "he's bad." Somehow it turned into a fight between her and I over whether it was possible for someone to truly regret and not repent. She's convinced that it isn't possible because somehow the human emotion of regret is defined as submission to God when realizin