August 2012
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sometimes i wonder about the peace i’d finally be at if this all ended.
“Those who really love, love in silence, with deeds and not with words.”
– The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon
“The aim is to balance the terror of being alive with the wonder of being alive.”
– Castaneda
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my life is such bullshit. i know i probably sound immature and stupid but that’s what this whole situation is. i still havent gone to vegas yet being 21. i’ve been before a lot but this time is different cause i wasnt legal, so obviously it wasnt the same. i know this shouldnt be a big deal, but it is because of the principle. i’ve been working my ass off all year, fucked up and...
July 2012
92 posts
today was my first day of yoga.
i’m obsessed. no wonder people make it apart of their lifestyles. i just went today and I already feel a difference from only an hour and a half class. it’s exactly what i need right now.
my test
me and my really really close family friend were talking and she was telling me about how she saw a quote once that said ‘sometimes people need to go through insanity to learn more about themselves, some people need nothing to be going on to learn about themselves’ i dont know the exact words, but it’s ridiculous how opposite our lifestyles and personalities are. She’s a...
this plan is taking forever, but here it is broken...
im starting at ccc in the fall, finishing 2014 (hopefully sooner), working my ass off for a 3.5-4.0 gpa. then enrolling for csulb or cal state la or cal state northridge in 2014. i’ll finish up there in 2 years with my b.a. in biochemistry (which is the major i’m working towards now, but who knows it might change but i’m focusing on a science major). then attending medical school...
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onlinecounsellingcollege:
1. Pay attention to your posture. Stand up tall, pull back your shoulders, and look straight ahead as a confident posture will command respect.
2. Deliberately slow down – and take a few deep breaths. We tend to rush and splutter when we’re anxious and nervous…
it’s amazing how many people really should be reading this…
“The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours,...”
– Charles Bukowski, Ham On Rye
raysofharena:
i guess it wouldn’t matter how i felt about an interracial relationship. i am an interracial relationship.
“Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the...”
– Jim Morrison
idk how hot is it where everyone else lives at night. but every night i’ve been having to sleep with a shirt or shorts/pants. one or the other. with the window open, always. with the fan and a/c on all night, so i can have a blanket on even though i get hot really easily. cause if not that’s kind of awkward.
I think the reason why I’m afraid to let people get close to me is because I’m very open. I know what I am capable of. I know my expectations of myself and I get excited about things and I have this ambitious disease of thinking I can do anything and everything so I’m always trying to do anything and everything. at one time, all by myself, with no one’s help. since i try to...
this is called Fly Trap. It doesn’t sound...
so this is random but
there was this spider in the corner of my bathroom i let live there for about 2 weeks. the first day i saw it i really wanted to kill it but i figured the web it’s creating he probably spent alot of time on and they kill other insects, so maybe it’ll work out for the best. it keeps other insects away from me, i let it stay and live. i let it live there and 2 weeks go by with me seeing...
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I’ve learned from too many experiences that if you don’t enjoy what you have, you’ll soon regret what you’ve lost.
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he doesn’t make me happy, when i’m with him he does and i get excited and we always have a good time together but that’s hardly ever. he only texts and doesn’t like phone calls. he doesn’t make time for me out of his busy schedule and when he does its once every month or so. randomly he’ll text me calling me baby, boo or sweetie, when i see him he tells me how...
“Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do...”
– Kurt Vonnegut
what i've learned
is to not take guys so seriously. just because they compliment you, doesn’t mean they like you. just because they may flirt with you doesn’t mean so either. just because they text you in the middle of the night or invite you out somewhere, doesn’t mean they feel any type of way either. they’re most likely doing that to any other girl and you just so happened to be the one...
mojorrisin:
you know you’re ugly when your text posts get more notes than your pictures do
lmao, so true.
“I am not sick. I am broken. But I am happy as long as I can paint.”
– Frida Kahlo
“Then she said, “I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells....”
– Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman
“The greatest gift you can give another is the purity of your attention.”
– unknown
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my july 5th
man i used to be able to drink so much shots after shots beers after beers, go to sleep by 3 wake up at 6 with no hangover, work 9-6, go out after and do it all over again, almost every other day. i tried that yesterday and i was so fucked up today i had to clock out and go to sleep for 2.5 hours and couldnt even hold down food or water without throwing up. this shits weak. that’s a good...
the majority of the time i’m just laying here, cleaning, writing, finding new updates. i have too much on my mind, i was irritable as fuck yesterday at work and spacing out. i can’t take this anymore. i was thinking, hm maybe i should just get the fuck off the computer and stop texting people/answering people’s texts and calls. tonight failed as i lied (laid?) here for 2 straight...
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alleyesonqueen:
All I want to do is hang out with you. Wtf, why is it this hard. Sometimes I want to tell you, “Do you really know how many people ask to kick it daily? And all I do is just wait around for you to call me.”
Like shit, you don’t know what you’re passing up.
it’s like i wrote this or something. i’m in the same boat right now, smh. it’s so frustrating cause im...
i can't tell which is worse,
living life being afraid of the dark, afraid of not knowing whats there?
or living life being afraid of it not being dark, because of what there could be?
i know the answer should be being afraid at all, but everyone is afraid of something, and i feel like it all comes down to the root of one or the other.
btw, this came to my head when i went to the bathroom at 4am not wanting to turn any...
my mind is still racing.
vulnerable, edible, indelible
in humanistic forms of living you cause me to endure and exploit uncontrollably,
grasping a form of breath i’ve maneuvered in the past
brings me to a thought of my future with you.
deep yet true, incurable yet subdued.
i can’t tell if this is real living or my mind and reality coexisting.
i refuse to resolve this complex journey, i refuse to...
