January 2010
30 posts
Time and place are nothing. Contructs of a feeble mortal mind attempting to categorize and understand the world around it.
seventeen without purpose or direction. We don’t owe anyone a fucking explaination.
December 2009
66 posts
“Passion makes no accomodation for self-preservation.”
“A Truth that’s spoke with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent.”
– ~William Blake (via sheswiththeowl)
“I’d rather explode out of happiness than live a long boring life.”
– Timmeh.
There are some things we’re all too young to know.
New Years.
I will be laying down, looking at the stars. On the rocks near the water. When it gets to be 12:00, I will say aloud, to myself, “Hello two thousand ten, We’re going to have fun together”
If I look crazy, so be it.
Just wanted you to know where I’ll be, so when you’re shouting and cheering the new year on in a very noisey room, you can have that little thought of...
A couple things I like.
1. Good movies/books/songs.
2. Foxes, so charming and witty and pretty.
3. Unique names. I’m indifferent to my name, it’s so plain that it’s a bit uncommon.
4. Banana nut mini-muffins. I could eat them forever.
5. Bon fires. Even with people I barely like.
6. Staying up really late with someone you really like, talking about silly things.
A couple things I don't like.
1. Octopus. They terrify me.
2. When I sit down and lean forward, I look fat.
3. Being sick.
4. When people try really hard.
5. When cuts don’t leave scars.
6. Things falling out of my pockets when I’m upside down.
Honesty.
Oh Tumblr, Why is it I can only be honest to you?
Wall-E
Beautiful. I absolutely loved every second of that movie. I can’t pick a favorite scene, because I seriously loved every scene. It’s a new favorite. Rather glad I watched it alone, since I got a bit emotional.
Paint a scene.
I’m home alone, just got back from a very… enlightening, although tedious trip. I’m still atrociously sick.
I’ve decided to watch Wall-e, I haven’t seen it, but I hear good things about it. I wondered if I should bother persuading someone to watch it with me. But, I think I hate everyone right now.
My current bestfriends: Dr. Pepper, Banana nut mini muffins,...
Gimme a kiss Sleepyhead.
“I don’t want to survive! I want to live!”
Oh how I love knowing my plans ahead of time. It gives me time to prepare, although I rarely need to. It gives me certainty, and I’m rarely certain when it comes to other people.
And when they are the ones to propose such plans. Oh joy!
Whenever I go to sleep tonight, it will be with a smile.
Theft.
I find it amusing that so many people think of me as a petty thief.
I’ve never stolen anything in my life. Not that I have some personal problem with stealing.
I just haven’t found anything worth stealing.
I’m really nice to you. You’re really mean to me.
Not knowing how to ‘fight back’, I’ve decided to continue being nice to you. Seems your cruelty shouldn’t be acknowledged.
It’s hard to hate someone that makes you feel so good.
Transcendent.
I feel oddly enlightened. Probably because I’ve been bathing in that green light again.
Memories.
I usually hate being reminded of something.
For instance, a particular shirt reminds me of something I did while wearing it. I’d burn that shirt in the alley.
And yet, I’m listening to a song that makes me think of.. Oh so many people. People I want to forget. People I’ve always wanted to forget. People I’ll never forget.
Eternal Sunshine… of the Spotless Mind.
I...
Sweet Summer Sweat
I miss the backseat of that car. That damn loud car. I seriously suspect my hearing suffered damage from it.
I miss when we’d drink our caffeine free pepsi. Heart conditions/migrains, We’re a fragile bunch. I was on guitar, K on Drums and D was vocals. D loved the spot-light, K had the best rythm, Not sure why I was on guitar. Probably the hair. I keep it up now. Playing ping-pong for...
“You’re a fucking mess and no one will love you in the morning, but you...”
– Georgie.
Someone asked me.
Does someone have to impact you profoundly in order for you to love them?
Well, I don’t know. What do you think?
I’m invincible, you can’t retaliate. I’ll run you over, I’ll rampage through everything.
She's so pretty.
She has another black eye. From another bad boyfriend.
She’s way too high. From another sweet drug.
She’s up on the railing wondering why. She can’t let go and give the pavement a kiss.
She gets down cause she’s not ready to die. She’s got too many bad habits.
She shoots me a smile. and it breaks my heart.
I wish she’d stay awhile. But we both know she...
The Truth.
Guy#1: It seems cruel to lie to a dying man.
Guy#2: We're all dying.
See you cowgirl, someday, somewhere.
Grab another can, Pop the top, stagger away from her again.
A friend asks me for 450 dollars. Naturally, I ask why. He said it’s to buy a present for his girlfriend. Poor guy, he’s always in debt due to how much he gives her. How I wish I cared for someone, for something, for anything, that much.
Feels.
Right now, it’s pretty wonderful… I left at 2:00 P.M. on Saturday, I returned at 6:00 P.M. on Sunday.
I was at a very special place, the kinda place where you don’t need to shave, where you feel completely alone and yet, not lonesome.
My eyes are tired, my limbs are sore. But I can’t stop smiling. I was so sharp, focused, witty, strong and charming. I did so well.
I...
Dance around this town.
Well, while I was there I did not see who I expected. I saw people who I knew, but ignored me. People who invite me to bon-fires and laugh and sleep next to me. But outside of that world, in another world, we’re supposed to be strangers?
I wish people came with rule-books. Especially girls.
Such a weird feeling.
Unbridled joy with disappointment.
I’m very excited for Christmas break, not because I like christmas, but because of all the relationship evolution that will be occuring.
You see, a lot of acquaintances have expressed that they would like to spend time with me over break, which will change the relationship. We will become friends.
Sadly, some people are better left as acquaintances, and...
Victim 'n' Villain.
Today was free push-up pop day. It was amazing!
Even though I do not like them, and I gave mine away.
Still amazing.
like-cockatoos:
I’m the kind of person that when I wake up, the only thing I can think about is doing incredibly intense sexual activities with you. I think that is how most people (especially males) are, then again maybe not. It never fails for me though, doesn’t matter where I wake up or at what time. Pretty odd if you think about it, like for the first half hour of every day I am more primal...
Stained with ammonia.
You smell like good memories.
Fear what makes you laugh.
If you’re a guy, you know how homophibic the male bathroom is. If you’re a girl, well, It’s way worse than you can imagine.
And yet, Every bathroom has several pictures of Penis’ on the walls.
It seems pretty homosexual to draw a penis, with your own penis out. I don’t understand how they can.. And still… I must remember to ask Mr. Haley about this.
Any ideas...
Like an explosion of Bar-be-que sauce.
Today was pleasant.
I awoke angry, since my alarm did not go off. Lucky for me I showered last night. I wore an old comfy shirt.
First hour was.. Bleh. Second hour was.. Bleh. Third hour was rather nice. Fourth hour was.. Bleh.
On my way to fifth hour, A girl shouted my name and ran to catch up with me. I felt bad that all she wanted was my attention. Maybe I should stop being so clueless and...
Forgetful.
The problem with Chameleon-ing your way through life is that you forget who you were.
jacobthorington:
Weird is a weird word. According to the i before e rule it should be spelled wierd. However, weird is exempt from this rule. Therefore, weird is a weird word.
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Consciousness.
Just need 5 more hours of it, Come on body, come on brain. We can do this.
Life's a better story.
Canterbury tales. Chaucer wrote down the lives of people he met. Who’s to say that any of it was fiction?
Lemme tell you a little story.
There’s this girl, she’s quite beautiful, in both a physical sense and an existential sense. This was obvious, you could look at her and see it, you could look at the people looking at her, and see it in their eyes. The ignorant would...
Children's Story.
Here we go, Oncee upon a time not long ago, when people wore pajamas and lived life slow, When laws were stern and justice stood, and people were behavin’ like they ought to good, There lived a lil’ boy who was misled, by anotha lil’ boy and this is what he said: “Me & You, kid, we gonna make sum cash, robbin’ old folks and makin’ da dash”, They did...
Self-Proclaimed.
I’m what they pretend to be. And they have no idea.
Shakey.
My consciousness is rattled. When my feet hit the cold basement floor, I felt dizzy. I’m sore all over. I have a headache. It’s probably really cold out.
I’m going out for my breakfast. It’s too good to deny it to myself.
The ism's.
Today, I’m going to indulge in some more Hedonism. I will attempt to find the elusive secret to Palathism. Then I will discuss some more Nihilism ideas with Vijay. Oh how I hope my material makes it into an article.
New Books:The Bean Trees, by Barbara Kingsolver. The Smoke Jumper, by Nicholas Evans Beach Music, by Pat Conroy
Mr. Haley recommended the last one.
Oh, and please tell me what...
Just keep trudging...
One foot infront of the other till that bell rings.
Brand New Colony