April 2011
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Foreign and Irregular and Inconsistent
I’m sitting in a room. It’s eight feet long by four feet wide. It’s small and concise and well-lit and I like it because I am alone and have my own little space that is all mine. It has a window, which I would rather didn’t exist, but I am ignoring it.
I feel relaxed in here.
I will make sure I have a tiny little closet for an office in my future house. I will make sure...
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“People ask me why I do this, why I write such gross stuff. I tell them I have...”
– Stephen King
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“I could stand here for hours just to ask God the question: ‘is everyone...”
– Mayday Parade
Just Because
Just because I don’t habitually tell people I ♥ them doesn’t mean I hate them.
Just because I don’t :’( or :) when “appropriate” doesn’t mean I’m heartless.
Just because I don’t talk about my feelings doesn’t mean I don’t have any.
Just because I don’t = “perfect” doesn’t mean I = “flawed.”
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Jeopardy
I never title my posts until after I’ve written them. Because the truth is I never know what’s going to come out of me until it’s typed out. I put my consciousness on “pause” and just…write.
If you could see what’s inside of my head, I think you would run away even faster than you already are. This scares me. Because only I know what’s up there, and...
Kelly Meyer: You suck
Me: Well thanks. I needed some positive encouragement tonight.
Kelly Meyer: Sorry that's what happens when you leave your phone next to your sister
Me: I'm so confused right now...
“Life isn’t some elaborate stage play with directions for the actors. Life...”
– Serendipity
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Negligible
“I looked at the sky a lot. I like looking up at the sky in the garden at night…And when you look at the sky you know you are looking at stars which are hundreds and thousands of light-years away from you. And some of the stars don’t even exist anymore because their light has taken so long to get to us that they are already dead, or they have exploded and collapsed into red...
Leave a Message at the Tone
Today I slept in for the first time since January 15th. It was nice. My internal alarm clock chimed inside of me and woke me up at 6:15. No work today, I let it know, and then turned it off. I snuggled back under my covers (with my box-fan blowing on me because I need the noise) and shut myself down again. I didn’t reboot until 10:35.
All systems go.
A glimpse into my regular schedule:
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“I don’t really know anything. I’m just cute and fun to watch.”
– Shawn, “Boy Meets World”
Quite possibly one of my favorite gaga songs... →
jeremystaylor:
it’s a demo from wayyy before she was famous. recorded while she attended NYU.
Pilot
Just trying to keep it saucy.
I’ve never looked into tumblr. because I didn’t want another social networking site. I deleted Facebook and created a WordPress simply because I was tired of all the drama. Facebook took up too much of my time; time that I didn’t have. It always made me feel like I wasn’t good enough for people because they would know I had a Facebook and ask...
"Crazy" by Gnarls Barkley - ASL Interpretation by... →
Give it a second to buffer and don’t freak out if it doesn’t load immediately. Even if you don’t understand ASL, this is AWESOME.
Transfers from WordPress
04-14-2011
I have deduced that I’m allergic to eucalyptus. Severely allergic. As in, after being exposed to it for three days, I couldn’t breathe or sleep. I was introduced to eucalyptus last Saturday by my English professor. It is a naturally therapeutic aroma that relieves stress. I got a (You see, this is why I hate English. According to grammar rules, that “a” is supposed to be “an”...
Sea Shells
We hold a secret inside our souls, Private memories worth more than gold, Of a time when class didn’t mean a thing, An era decorated with pleasant dreams.
We were each others, you and I; I held your heart, and you held mine. But you broke your promise, to forever stay, And I broke my love by giving it away.
Now we’re haunted, inside of ourselves, Left as empty as broken sea shells. But...
Calculations
One, plus two, Minus three, Times four.
Sometimes, We all just need To feel more.
Five, times one, Minus two, Minus three.
Sometimes, We all just need To feel free.
Eight, divided two, Plus one, Minus five.
Sometimes, We all just need To feel alive.
Two, to the three, Divided eight, Minus one.
Sometimes, We all just need To feel one.
Zero, plus zero, Plus zero, It’s...
Fate
It is wholly your fault that my throat is so sore, So scratched and bloody from screaming through this door; From clawing at its splintered black frame, Again and again, calling, calling your name.
Barred in this box, this black, empty closet, Begging forgiveness with apologetic deposits, Tears drip, merge, become one with the gravity, Melting the floor beneath my depravity.
I sink to the...
