May 2012
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You overlook the possibility that someone else might be suffering more than you are, because you think your life is so much harder than their life is. You shove words down my throat and accuse me of stating, “my life is hard” when those words have never escaped my mouth or mind. You are a paradigm of pretentiousness, but you don’t even know what that means. You focus only on your...
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A Message to Girls →
Please take the time to read and consider.
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I had all the words, but they just turned into feelings and now I don’t know how to give you them without showing you my weakest parts. Maybe I’m not ready to do that right now. Maybe I don’t want the light to hit all my shadows, maybe I don’t want to let go of what I’ve always had to hold. So, we sit all glassy-eyed and waiting, never speaking because our sentences don’t know how to say what we...
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“No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.”
– Aesop
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I hope you all make your own choices. Talk to some strangers. Take a few classes. Make a couple ofmistakes of mistakes, fuck up a few times, give it another try, and figure out where you belong. You’ll forgive yourself for all the miscalls later, but if you don’t risk anything for something greater, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.
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TMI Tuesday?
I’m a TMI Tuesday virgin, haha. And I’m bored, so I’d appreciate any questions/comments you have.
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“We all have different desires and needs, but if we don’t discover what we want...”
– Bill Watterson
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Sometimes I write things and hesitantly post them only to pull them back because I get shy about things that no one else would understand. Sometimes, I write things that are sad to me because they’re about old friends that I was in love with once in ways I could never talk about out loud because it wouldn’t be coherent. So pieces like that are not the kind I find myself looking back on fondly...
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I often wonder how relevant my life events are to my thought processes. My thoughts just come and go like organic scents carried by the wind; they use me as a catalyst to help them reach the world faster. When the reaction is complete and I share them with others, they just spin off and start having a life of their own, and leave my body as a galactic gate open and welcoming to ideas from other...
