December 2010
48 posts
that’s what real love amounts to. letting a person be what he really is. most people love you for who you pretend to be. to keep their love, you keep pretending, performing. it’s true, we’re locked in an image, an act, and the sad thing is, people get so used to their image, they grow attached to their masks. they love their chains. they forget all about who they really are. and if you try to...
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it’s that feeling you get when you’re tired of being with the same person, or people, day after day, to the point where every little thing they do annoys you, and you feel trapped, and they just get rather unbearable to be around. it hasn’t happened. i only want more and i can’t get enough.
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i decided that i belong here, because i can’t think of any other place in the world, with any other human being in the world, that could make me feel as free. not even disney land.
people who talk about their dreams are actually trying to tell you things about themselves they’d never admit in normal conversation.
please just tell me who you are and what you want. and if you think those are simple questions, keep in mind that most people live their entire lives not figuring it out.
hell is empty, and all the devils are here.
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last christmas, i didn’t have a house because it burned down. this year, i watched my grandma have a massive stroke right in front of me. i’ve had to sit in the hospital for three days and see this vibrant, incredible woman, who who has more energy than i do, who i love so much, look so weak. i don’t think anything has ever hit me this hard before.
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i love the way music inside a car makes you feel invisible. if you play the stereo at max volume, it’s almost like the other people can’t see into your vehicle. it tints your windows somehow.
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you’re an opportunist. you’ll spend your whole life trying to please other people, to get what you want, changing yourself as much as you need in the process, and you’ll never be happy. i hope you’re happy.
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"he acts like a retarded kid. and he smells like a...
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i’ve been thinking a lot lately about the people who are probably going to be in my life for the long haul, past high school, past college. and only two that i know have already come to mind. you are not one of them. neither are you. you probably aren’t, either.
Anonymous asked: no one likes you, you know that right?
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frankly, i’m horrified by life, at what a person...
beauty is only skin deep. unless there's something...
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when you left you took almost everything. i kneel in the nights before tigers that will not let me be. what you were will not happen again. the tigers have found me and i do not care.
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the internet was originally used for scientists to...
what the fuck happened?
“i would rather have my testicles spread out like a wafer and then have them covered in a layer of honey and then have wasps come and sting me and then have them covered in another layer of vinegar and then have it worn as a swimming cap by a nazi. i’d rather have that than spend another second with her.”
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Anonymous asked: i really fucked everything up between us.
today and yesterday sucked. last week sucked. the weekend was pretty bad too. tomorrow probably won’t be good either. and i’m not going to count the artificial happiness i get from completing quests on fallout. once i’m out of my gaming mode..i get back into reality.. it’s kind of like.. oh yeah i forgot my life sucks right now.
sidviciousalive:
Thank you for being my best friend. I don’t think I’ve ever given you enough credit for putting up with my shit. You’re the only friend I’ve had that I can just be my complete self around. I’m sorry for not hanging out with you lately. But we can go weeks without seeing each other and nothing ever changes. I love all of our adventures and implusiveness. Seriously, we’re way too...
and the first one tore a picture of a dead and hanging man who was kissing foreign fishes that flew right out from this hands and when i put my arms around him i felt the blushing blood run through my cheeks and an eeriness surrounded when his tongue began to speak and he said, oh boy you are so pretty enough to wrap tight in rice paper string and when i finally kissed him the whole world began...
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how do people.. like.. not curse. how is it possible. there are these gaps in speech where you just have to put a fuck. i’ll tell you who the most admirable people in the world are, newscasters. if that was me, i’d be like.. and the mother fuckers flew the fucking plane right into the twin towers. how could you not, if you’re a human being? maybe they’re not so admirable....
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happiness is
courtney
long island
cigarettes
mike judge
xbox
there’s a few other nouns thrown in but aren’t constant
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i kind of don’t want to like you so much, not that i can help it, but i’d feel less nervous more often. which would be nice for a change.
when facing society, the man most concerned, the man who is to do the most and contribute the most, has the least to say. it’s taken for granted that he has no voice and his reasons he could offer are rejected in advance as prejudiced, since no speech is ever considered, but only the speaker. it’s so much easier to pass judgment on a man than an idea.
“remember that time in kindergarten when we were playing store and you called the teacher a whore and then you tried to give her some of that play money?” “oh yeah. i think that was the first time i ever got some.” “you didn’t get any.. she just spanked you and told you to shut up.” “yeah.. i know.. that’s what i was talking about.”
wouldn’t it be great, as scott peck suggests, if all medical students had to undergo the symptoms and feeling of a spectrum of illnesses? from acute infections to terminal cancer, and kuru, the laughing sickness. just a month for each exposure, controlled of course, and a good heavy dose of excruciating pain. so they’ll know what that feels like.
