April 2012
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Thought of the day
Acting like a douchebag idiot in order to make fun of douchebag idiots does not make you a funny, ironic hipster. It makes you a douchebag idiot. Your 2 friends might laugh. The rest of the world curses at you silently.
But that shouldn’t matter. Being a normal, nice person is too mainstream.
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I just discovered that a good friend died yesterday in a tragic accident. I’m still in shock. I don’t understand. He was only 19. He was the one person I’ve always looked to who truly defined what it is to live.
I know he’s with God now. But that doesn’t mean it makes sense.
Dance with the Lord, Ryan. We’ll join you soon.
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guttural scream. just a guttural scream.
March 2012
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February 2012
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Losing someone sucks, I’m not gonna pretend...
January 2012
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Different
Isn’t the world supposed to end this year? Yea, but it was also supposed to end last year and the year before that. It’s like the universe is playing ‘boy-who-called-wolf’ with us. It’ll be the one time we all finally say “whatever, loser, I call your bluff” that time will actually end. Not like it’d matter, cause we’d all be dead anyway.
Wow,...
the bends
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. frustration that you’re not enjoying an experience as much as you should, even something you’ve worked for years to attain, which prompts you to plug in various thought combinations to try for anything more than static emotional blankness, as if your heart had been accidentally demagnetized by a surge of expectations.
December 2011
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I love you.
Such heavy weight behind such little words. What exactly is love? I love my cat, I love chili, I love learning, but none of those seem to be quite the same as what’s expressed in that statement.
What is it that attaches one person to another? And why do we feel the need for that to happen? Sure, you may like certain attributes about that person, or they might have a smokin hot bod, or they...
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Sickly sweet
Asphyxiate
No words,
No vocal words.
Creep the truth,
Asphyxiate
Lungs thick –
Full of words,
No vocal words;
Breathed back.
Asphyxiate
Gurgle salt
With no words,
No vocal words;
Swallowed musing
Asphyxiate.
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It's just a dream.
I was talking to my roommate and we were walking from our school up to the road. A man was there, but got upset I was talking to Sarah and not him, so he went to sit on the island in the middle of the road. He was coughing or vomiting or something. My roommate left for a while, and I debated going to join the man so he didn’t feel left out, but I didn’t want to make my roommate angry, cause I know...
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November 2011
14 posts
“Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.”
– Charles Bukowski
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“if you approach me, come softly and slowly. You may break my fragile loneliness.”
– Sohrab Sepehri (via philphys)
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Flight
Recycled cans given wings,
crammed with those who
just don’t care,
steps off Reality -
just like that.
Just like that, the world slips away
into tiny images of roads
and buildings,
intricate tattoos of civilizations,
scars, really, on the face
of what was once lovely.
But she takes her
marred, broken beauty
and stands tall.
“These are my mountains.
Be in awe of their...
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“If you don’t know where you are going, any road will get you there.”
– Lewis Carroll
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The Next Step
Time to start fresh. That was quite the bendy road there for a while, but I made it through the mountains. Time to drop my luggage and continue on foot.
You know, there’s something curious about travel. No matter how bad the road gets, it always takes you somewhere. And even when that location isn’t where you want to be, there’s always a road out. I’ve been to some pretty...
