March 2012
February 2012
Also
My sister got me mace for my birthday.
Because of you.
She wanted to get me a taser but apparently you need some kind of license. And to be older than 16.
I’d love to tase you, but pepper spray will do.
You're getting carried away, feeling sorry for yourself.
I should really go to sleep.
I have a midterm to fail tomorrow.
And work.
I’m so tired all of the time.
I hate college. Have I mentioned that yet?
I also care about very little. Like these midterms? I’m not going to pass. But I just do not care anymore.
Something is probably wrong with me.
But true to trend, I can manage to give zero shits about it.
I'm not a teenager anymore.
Not that there’s anything I can do about it, but I’m not sure how I feel about this.
Nothing happens for being 20.
You become legal at 18.
You can buy alcohol when you’re 21.
No one likes you when you’re 23.
But 20?
Nothing happens when you turn 20.
I want things.
I’m pretty sure I am wired to only comprehend forms of art.
Literally anything else I come in contact with is illogical and annoying.
- Bon Iver: And I told you to be patient, and I told you to be fine. I told you to be balanced, and I told you to be kind, but now all your love is wasted. And then who the hell was I?
- Death Cab: So one last touch and then you'll go and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more. But it was vile, and it was cheap and you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me. Yeah, you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
- Radiohead: But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling if I just turn and run. And it wears me out... It wears me out. If I could be who you wanted, if I could be who you wanted all the time... all the time.
- Brand New: You are calm and reposed, let your beauty unfold. Pale white like the skin stretched over your bones, spring keeps you ever close. You are secondhand smoke, you are so fragile and thin standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins.
- Nicki Minaj: You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, yeah you a you a stupid hoe.You a stupid hoe you a you a stupid hoe. You stupid stupid, you a stupid hoe
Nothing further from the ground.
College gets in the way of what I want to do.
But I need college.
But I also feel like I need to be happy.
Or deserve it at least, right?
Why do I have to choose?
“Then the music takes us, the music rolls away the years, and we dance.”
—Stephen King, 11.22.63 (thank you, jonscofer)
We've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world.
I’m afraid of the dreams I might have tonight.
So I’m going to jam out to Rise Against and Little Eye until… Something happens. Because of reasons.
Ah man. I don’t understand how I get so riled for no good reason, it is frustrating beyond words.
I attract crazy people.
Anytime someone asks me what my favorite band is
I react much the same as if someone told me to shoot a kitten.
I can’t even…
Just one ?
I feel like I should be doing something.StudyingBut I can’t really figure it out.Study motherfucking bioSo I guess I’ll just hang out and fuck all of the priorities.Self-loathing for breakfast Hey there apathy.
And then there are things I wish I could unsee
On my dash.
Brb, gotta go rip my eyes out and dry-heave everywhere.
Pass me a bottle Mr. Jones.
We all want something beautiful.
Man, I wish I were beautiful.
I need space.
Plenty of it.
If you call me 5 or more times in a row consider me acutely freaked out and scared of you.
That rule also applies to texting.
Sometimes I just want to be alone.
This is an unchangeable fact.
