February 2010
3196) I'm the most insecure person you wil ever...
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January 2010
2977) I hate how unimportant you make me feel...
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2928) You don't know how much it hurts me to see...
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Open up?
I feel beneath a gas station.
I wish....
Obama had a formspring.me
It would be interesting, don’t you think?
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Wednesday Night.
I’ve got a lot on my mind. Heavy eyes. Limp step.
I think I’m set to take on the world with you.
I think I’m strong enough for the both of us to make it through.
So smile like you’ve never smiled before, doll.
‘Cause if we’ve got love, we’ve got it all.
Fatality.
I crave sleep, I need it. But will I get it? Nope. Why can’t I get what I want this one time? Argh.
I like how one of the things they say causes insomnia is “female gender”.
“Insomnia is the perception or complaint of inadequate or poor-quality sleep because of one or more of the following: * difficulty falling asleep * waking up frequently during the night with...
No matter how disappointing it all may same...
I’ll have to grow stronger to stay alive. That or shove it all in until I have time to deal with it. Tempting. Ha. Ah.
Strange, I’ll always love you still. Even when you prove me wrong in a horrible way.
“I’m so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything”
– Jonathan Safran Foer
To put it bluntly?
I’m disappointed. For me to be angry would mean I wouldn’t have had to deal with it as much. But the glorious moments are over and the disconnection is felt like a noose. It will kill us, it could kill me. Or somehow, you’ll save me. I don’t know what to put my money on anymore.
Dear honesty, you have done nothing but trouble me.
“I had a feeling this would never leave, I’ve got a wick to burn my skin. ...”
– Envy On The Coast
“Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much...”
– Van Gogh
“All that I want is to tell you, how you’re nothing like all of them tell...”
– Say Anything
Whatever.
That is what this is. Blank to a decision to choose nothing or everything. I can’t think, let alone dream of what it’d be like without this heavy hearted list. I don’t want to give up.
This time I have left.
I need to live it well.
To be awake.
The thing is, I don’t know what I am. Not anymore than you know who you are. Good self esteem only goes so far. Anxiety picks up where it leaves off and tangles you in it’s wicked web. You sure are a mean one, Mr. Grinch with your gun lock and loaded to my head. Suck the joy out of me. Momentarily it runs in fear. But it always comes back with puppy dog eyes and a sincere...
Beautiful.
Norah: There's this part of Judaism that I like. Tikun Olam. It said that the world is broken into pieces and everyone has to find them and put them back together.
Nick: Maybe we don't have to find it. Maybe we are the pieces.
Tricky Business
Lately I’ve been trying to dig into myself to find something I believe in. I have dreams. But who doesn’t? The hard part is really believing in them since statistics and negativity get thrown around like a dodgeball in gym and hit you pretty hard. I want to travel and spread my music. Honestly, I don’t care if I’m poor from it. I know I’ll be happy. Surviving...
So, here it goes.
Some things I say, you find funny. Sometimes that doesn’t bother me. It bothers me when you tell everyone through some form or stop a conversation to repeat it. It bothers me when I don’t mean it to be funny or when you repeat it in a different tone. I guess.
“Once a year Dwight holds a seminar updating us on the newest developments in the...”
– Jim Halpert (via tunaeverynight) (via infinitebutterflies)
“He discovered the cruel paradox by which we always deceive ourselves twice about...”
– Albert Camus, A Happy Death
I believe...
This is real. Every last drop. Fall.
My King, Your Usurper.
I am full of it, oh I am full of it
I can’t even decipher what I am trying to get at half the time
Compaints are surfacing from the monsters so carelessly left in unlocked closets
“When is it going to be my time to shine?” they ask
Be peaceful, compliant
There is a riot, chaos, live ink
Branding who you ought to be
Facade, my boss, you gave me false orders
My king, my...
Thinking, shminking.
Another year gone.
First day, first day, first day.
Just starting off with a hitch.
Why aren’t you here? Oh, right.
Familiar.
I want it all...
First day of the new year, hoorah. I am pretty indifferent to holidays, including this one, but I do expect some things from them. Nothing material, just a certain set of emotions that usually go along with these joyous occassions. I want happiness. Not just for me but for the masses. Especially for those I love. It is heartbreaking when tears fall on a day that should be filled with smiles...
To 2010.
To a new year, I wish nothing but the best. Of course I’ve learned many things from 2009 but I will learn more from 2010. I hope some things change while others stay the same. <3
Genny, you are my heart.