March 2012
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i’m so sorry and brace yourself if...
upon asked, all of my friends would get naked for my photos
and that makes me warm inside
February 2012
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sometimes those days roll by that aren’t exceptional by any means, but are inexplicably fulfilling, and today happened to be one of them days. school, soup plantation, south coast, rain, a shitty movie (limitless), and then i finally fucking finished the stupid mini guitar i’ve been repainting over and over. i’ve been so sick of staring at it and just want an acoustic guitar to...
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we are so poor man
of course though, my mom walked in today flaunting a 70 dollar golf shirt and newly painted nails and bleached hair by “dipping into the rent money” a little bit
“i have certain things i need to do to maintain myself” she says in her defense when i get fucking angry at her frivolous spending of the money we don’t have
this just sucks so bad,...
i am so le tired of going on fake dates
i don’t know where the line is anymore, man
Anonymous asked: you luh the kitty or you luh the boi?
shamefully torrented andrew bird’s new album, but now i’m floating amidst the most beautiful atmospheric sounds and i could be anywhere
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math, ha. math, my boy, is nothing more than the lesbian sister of biology.
a man/me/then jim- rilo kiley
we’d been doing so well for awhile abstaining from each other, and i felt simultaneously proud and unfortunately needy. we were on his bed, the usual old thing, just sitting there bored together. he said he will end up alone because he will never find anybody perfect. i said perfection in humanity doesn’t exist, and he should lower his standards. he said that settling is sad. i said...
i will never be able to leave this fucking cycle
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“Sometimes I touch the things you used to touch, looking for echoes of your...”
– (via dy-lm)
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“we don’t even have eachother. we just don’t have anyone else.”
and that is how it will always be, and i wish it was enough, and i wish i could be a gung-ho kickass independent woman who’s happiness didn’t partially rely on such an unreliable male source, and i’m going to go draw things to depict my emotions like a silly little baby baby
i’ve opened the floodgates from thoughts to words and destroyed the filter so much to the point that my deadpan honesty is taken in jest
me, sitting on the sofa, looking in his eyes: one day, i know we’re going to settle for eachother.
him: why do you almost make sad jokes like that? they’re never funny.
isabelladonati asked: your really long rambley posts are often very inspiring. im glad to hear your doing well and liking school :)
alex said something to me today that i’ve been thinking of for hours, which is ironic for two reasons - one reason which will be understood when i’m done with this ramble, and the other being that alex is a dumb simple fucker and it’s silly that i’ve been left pondering something he said because he never says anything profound ever.
sorry, these cuts aren’t supposed...
rebeccasugar:
All gummed up inside— the demo! I...
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Listen
even though i want to move on from you and cultivate my own independent happiness, and move onto pursuits of healthier relationships, i can’t imagine the routine of my life being devoid of our platonic intimacy. do people ever really move on or do they just get distracted by other endeavors? i don’t even know mang, i don’t even know
had cartooning again today
another long winded explanation of my day under ze cut!
this is the first class i’ve had at occ that actually feels like what i think is the “college experience” - i mean, i’ve only been enrolled in 8 different courses so far, but still. i’m actually making friends, which is something i rarely do in the setting of a classroom, considering...
i am very lucky, very blessed, very grateful, but very angry that i have class from 9am-3pm every saturday
i’m so close to an epiphany - what a strange and impending feeling to be fully aware of what i should know, but have yet to feel. i’m waiting for it to consume me. it’s like my brain has got this figured out, but, as stupid as it sounds, it has yet to convince my heart of the idea.
i just want to feel independently, wholly happy on my own accord. i want to do things and...
