January 2011
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You will get what you deserve.
It is more than understandable if your budget has been pretty tight lately - no biggie. Like I said, understandable. But c’m-fucking-on. Seriously? There are truth in the numbers - use your fingers and count. One, two, three, kid. Learn. Nevermind that, but what I hate more than ridiculously cheap people - and by ridiculous, I mean those who try to twist the story around so they don’t...
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TGIF
obsessionjason:
Awww yeeee. Four more hours until my Friday starts.
I’m saving up every word, keepin’...
Date night.
To be honest I didn’t like my boyfriend the first time I met him. Actually, it was more like the first few times. It took a while before my opinion of him changed. We didn’t start out as friends, acquaintances was what we were. But now, my boyfriend, in a way, is like my best friend as well. More often than enough, we chill like buddies. Stay in, watch movies, game a little or a lot,...
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january 24, 2011
Mondays are the worst day of the week because it is the first day of the week. It is also one of the two days I have to wake up early for class.This morning was horrible. I woke up first to the rain knocking on my windows. It was like the sky got her heartbroken and wouldn’t stop crying. Rain and puddles everywhere. My alarm rang on time and the first thing I did was hit snooze, then...
I hate getting flashbacks of shit I don't wanna...
aybaybayitslouie:
And it’s always triggered by the smallest thing that relates to that memory. A picture, a song, a word even can make me instantly think back to days I’ve tried to forget about. I hate it. I wish those memories would just disappear. I wanna forget them. Forget it ever happened. Forget everyone in that memory. Forget the words that were said. Forget everything. So I wouldn’t be...
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Like personal opinions and perspectives, people...
That should no longer be earth-shattering news to me. People are round and dynamic characters. They are complex characters that comes with an extensively detailed history and undergo significant changes throughout their lives. Everything changes. However, to me, it use to be that change was a black and white kind of matter; either for the better or for the worse. But now, it is no longer about...
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sƃuıɥʇ ʇɐ ʞooן noʎ ʎɐʍ ǝɥʇ ǝƃuɐɥɔ oʇ ʇoƃ ǝʌ,noʎ
How do people type like this. Seriously.
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A few minutes of your time?
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I just ate 3/4 of a pizza by myself.
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The answer to "what's cooking good looking?" Is...
There.
It's what you have done before that gets me...
aybaybayitslouie:
<3
You give me a feeling...
Tactile.
E: "I like touching you. Like not touching-touching you but, touching you."
B: "Huh, why?"
E: "Because when I touch you I know you're there. Close your eyes, you don't see me right? I'm not here."
B: "No, but I know you're here. You're right there."
E: "No, no. Close your eyes. When your eyes are closed you are in your own world. There's nothing there, it's black. And you might think I'm right next to you, but you don't really know, right?"
B: "Ok, I guess.."
E: "Yeah, so when you're holding my hand, you know I'm there. For sure."
When I touch something, it becomes real. Like legitimate real. If it is there, in my hands it has to be real. So, when I start to feel like some things are too good to be true, I like to close my eyes and reach out to find what is real - because if I can touch it, it is. Same concept applies to why I love to write. Words form sentences in your mind and are not heard until spoken, not real until it's heard - but can be forgotten. Once written, however, it's there. On paper to be remembered and never forgotten, to be seen, to be touched.
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I can't study at home.
There are too many distractions. I came home at seven from work and I did everything but study. CS, laundry, Tumblr, Facebook. Everything but.
I’ll go back to studying after this post. But god, my room looks so messy; can’t work in such a mess. And I could really use some sugar right now, maybe a waffle. I’ll go back to studying after I clean my room and eat a waffle. But I...
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Wow this is sad.
samboob:
For the past couple of days I have been incredibly sad.
It was kind of like, at one moment you were so incredibly happy - laughing with friends until you cry, and then all of a sudden, before you even realize it, you are crying for a different reason. I don’t have much else to say.
Is it really that hard?
Fucking makes me rage when someone does something to wrong you and all they can say after is, “Fine, whatever, doesn’t matter”. Fine - like you’re the one who pulled some dumbshit outta their ass to slap in your own face. Whatever - like they have nothing to say ‘cause they think they’re fucking right. Doesn’t matter - like they don’t give a fuck. Since when the fuck...
Sometimes I feel like I will never have fun again....
The carefree, selfish kind of fun where you don’t have to worry about anyone but yourself. The kind of non-stop laughs you can only get when you’re just with your girlfriends. In high school, between part-time jobs, responsibilities, and relationships, we laughed less and less together. I would give anything - well almost anything - for one night, to be the same girls we were nearly...
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What did you say?
I think it is really nice when someone actually listens and remembers what you say and not just pretend to. It makes me feel like I’m important enough for them to stop what they are doing, for a just a second, to listen. I hate it when people ask me to repeat what I said, especially when it’s obvious that they were just plain, flat-out, not paying attention. When I have to repeat...
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and when it’s time to speak my heart never...