February 2011
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How the fuck do some things just not end? →
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“To see what is in front of one’s own nose is a constant struggle”
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Sorry, Father. I have sinned.
I have lied. I’ve told way too many people over the past week that I thought that dress looked great on them and that they didn’t need to go a size up. I’ve told too many people that they weren’t too old to be wearing u-neck body suits. I’ve told too many women that this and this was okay to wear together (you’d be surprised at how many people ask). I even went...
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“I can do anything I want, and so can you”
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I don't want anything definite anymore
I don’t want to say I’m anything. I don’t want to saying everything holds this to be true. I don’t want to say that this is always right.
I want to be constantly evolving. I want my truth to be new everyday. I want everything to be false.
I want to discover what others call truths. I want to explore what’s making others clocks tick. I’m interested in...
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“It is dangerous to be sincere unless you are also stupid.”
Sell-fish
Piggy backing on my last text post, I’ve realized that I’m pretty fucking selfish.
I guess this isn’t really a realization, on the count of I’ve been told this before, but I feel like I’ve come to terms with this just being the way I am. I see room for changing, and I think I will in the future. I want to find someone who makes me not want to be selfish, first,...
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What’s really been going on?
Started at my new location on Monday. So far I’m really enjoying it. It’s practically a brand new job. I’m working sales now, and in DC so it’s a lot different from the way things were back when I worked in Silver Spring. I really like all the co-workers I’ve met thus far.
TIME. Goddamn. Since I’ve been working, or will be...
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Somala said:
(Something along the lines of…) It’s really weird that we’re seeing what we’re seeing. Like nobody ever has, or ever will look at what you see, have an understanding of it like you do, and feel the way you do at that very instant.
Like every moment is specific to you. And I was sitting on that for a while, and I started to think about how exponentially small yet...
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I wish people wanted what you could give.
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Cheers to the freekin weekin
Hey tumblr. I’m talking to Somala on the phone right now. Today in English class my teacher put everyone in “Writing Level” groups. And for some reason more than half the class was on the first level besides these two kids. But for some reason bigger than this, I was the only kid hanging out in “Writing Level” 2. Under grammar and misspelling. Only because I spell...
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“Be about it.”
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“This last week, my head has been somewhere between irony, sarcasm, satire and...”
No clichéd cliché
But I feel like a picture or song is 10X more effective at capturing a mood, or emotion than words can be.
Unless you’re a fucking poet or something. Like Maya Angelou, I swear. She makes words come alive, it’s almost scary. Her words like speak to your inner being and make you vibrate in weird ways that end up rejuvenating your spirit. But pictures are powerful. They say more than...
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I wish I knew how to express what I mean. I can say whatever I think is being received effectively, but usually the message is probably lost.
Like you talk to people so often, but you hardly ever really know what they think. I don’t know if it’s politeness, or insecurities, or people not listening, or people’s capacity (or lack thereof) of empathy.
I don’t know.
I just...
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Sometimes I chug through my time. Sometimes I enjoy my time. Sometimes I forget about my time. Sometimes I dread my time. Sometimes I try to rush through my time.
But most recently, I’ve been floating through my time.
It’s my time, so I do with it whatever I want. But since I’m floating mainly, and not really doing much with it, I feel like it’s not much of mine anymore....
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“All that matters is what you think. All that matters is what the people around...”
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A tripster's heaven →
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Thursday, February 3, 2011
Left early today with Isak (http://thesacksofwham.tumblr.com), because of our half-day schedule, and went to the thrift store. We spent a good 2-3 hours in there, but we found some pretty legit stuff.
I got two pretty tough jean jackets that are about to really come in handy for the spring, some black Levis, and really nice silk (not effeminate) shirt, a Cosby sweater (of course), and these...
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Relax, don't do it. When you wanna' cum. (Click) →
I feel like half of my personality for a lil’ while has been me trying to prove something. I’m not exactly sure what, but that I’m trying to prove something.
But I don’t think it’s such a bad thing. For a while, I feel like I fell victim to habits that didn’t necessarily reflect the kind of person I really knew I was. So recently, I feel like I’ve been...
