March 2010
11 posts
“For the first time in my life the weather was not something that touched me,...”
– On the Road by Jack Kerouac
pet peeve
when people see my tattoos and ask if they hurt and i say ‘i guess a little? not really’ and they go ‘oh, well that’s the point, right?’
wtf?!
“It was love, she thought, pretending to move her canvas, distilled and filtered;...”
– To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf
torieo:
3 hour shifts are a waste of my life. Also, I need to find someone who runs their own business so I can harrass them with interview questions. Business reporting is not my forte, I already know that much.
my dad owns his own business! it’s been in the papers and stuff!
February 2010
6 posts
things.
I had a migraine today and nearly didn’t finish my midterm because of it.
I finished Heavy Rain, and it was probably the fastest I’ve ever finished a game. It was really, really good.
Adam bought me a large tea and brought it over to my house and generally cheered up my terrible day.
I don’t know what I’m doing still awake. I’m going to go to bed. Studying and...
facebook gone!
Just deleted facebook, how liberating this will be. Finally, no more drama and silly high school-ness. I feel good about my decision, and I’m going to stick to it. I figure, if people want to contact me, they have my email, they have my cell phone number, they know whereabouts they can find me. If they don’t ever get in contact with me anyways, well, fuck them. I’m tired of being...
“ A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose...”
– (via iwalkiwrite) (via yoka)
January 2010
2 posts
i wish i had a best friend.
December 2009
4 posts
ugghhh
one more exam tomorrow at 12.30. i think i can, i think i can…
sneezing.
I have a cold! Awesome! But I also wrote my first exam of the semester this morning, and it was pretty easy peasy lemon squeezy! Now I’m studying for my two hardest (and literally back to back) exams. Cults and New Religions and Psychopathology. Should be soooo much fun over the next few days! Going out to spend the night with Adam all curled up in his bedroom tonight. It sucks that I have a...
an observation
i dunno, i just find it interesting how my friends never invite me to hang out.
Sleep Playlist
I just made a mix tape for Adam and I’m pretty proud of it, so here it is:
1. Poison & Wine by The Civil Wars 2. Pretty Head by Emily Haines 3. I Only Said by My Bloody Valentine 4. Asleep by The Smiths 5. Epistemology by M. Ward 6. Arms Tonite by Mother Mother 7. A Lack of Color by Death Cab for Cutie 8. Lies by Death Cab for Cutie 9. My Baby (Shoots Her Mouth Off) by Margot & the...
November 2009
27 posts
sick & tired of being sick & tired
i need to get back into photography really badly. going to make a point of getting it back in my life this week.
laughter as love.
my eyes hurt from crying. i want to peel them out and get on with my day, which looks long from where i’m standing. how i can be so intuitive to the feelings of others yet they don’t give a damn about me is more than i’ll ever be able to know.
going to get my hair done, maybe it’s that i need a change, or keep staying the same - background fader, never first place, no...
I am so emotionally drained. I do not want to talk to anyone for the rest of the week. I wish this were a possibility.
the way
i always feel so excited when i know he’s coming over. this is how i know things are right: i want to see him, i miss him when he’s not around, i want to share my day with him and when i know i’ll see him i do my best to look my best, even though i know to him it doesn’t matter.
this is what it should be like.
my head
last night gave me hope and i can finally breathe. you said tuesday and it’s all i can wait for.
i’m tired and i know all i should be concentrating on my papers and catching up on my reading, but it’s hard with you on my mind. i know that i might have seemed sad last night, but i also know you knew how happy i was. like you said, it’s unreasonable to think that we’d...
and &
and i feel like it’s eating me from the inside - i love you and you don’t even notice me. i’m scared. i can’t eat, can’t sleep. so this is how it feels to want someone so much, and have them not give a fucking shit about you. oh, is this that?
every morning there’s a lump in my throat i can’t swallow. the desire to see you is so great inside me that my...
fuck the small stuff, i want a love bigger than...
i always will.
i am so confused. right when it feels like good karma has caught up with me, the bad drags me down. i do not know how to explain myself. i wish there were more people in the world i cared enough to let truly know me, but there’s only one.
today it’s raining outside and it calls for bringing my blankets downstairs, lighting a fire and cuddling with my dogs. drinking hot tea and...
shellshock.
i want to invent words that haven’t even been used yet, but everyone’s thinking them.
god i feel good.
why is everything so sad. why do i cry every night.
finally karma, now.
I just found out news that is literally going to change my life. This is groundbreaking. I am literally shaking with excitement and adrenaline. I cannot stop moving. I want to yell and dance and sing and kiss and hug the whole world. I want everyone to feel what I am feeling right now. I know that it’s just one little thing but it’s the biggest help in the world to get me closer to my...
