October 2011
Why does no one take me seriously when I say I want to drop out and run away?
I really hope that I’m right with this mind/body monism business, and that if/when i change and tighten up my routines, my actions, my thoughts, so will I tighten up my body. I feel excessive in all the bad ways a person can— too loud, too talkative, too dumb, too lonely, too needy, too crazy, too distant, too fat, too lazy. I’ve always been a person of excess, I think, diving...
Got back, went on campus for about 45 minutes, left feeling bummed out, annoyed, and misanthropic. Fuck this school, or fuck the thing about my brain that makes me hate so much when I’m here. Maybe it’s the weather, maybe it’s the ‘environmental trigger,’ maybe my own anxiety, but whatever it is, I want it OUT. I want it GONE. I want to actually *like* this place...
“Many people, especially ignorant people, want to punish you for speaking the...”
– Mohandas Ghandi
When you sing the "Circle of Life" to your cat →
“In your twenties you’re becoming who you’re going to be and so you might as well...”
– sugar, the rumpus
Judging by my tumblr, I think I’m more a little kid than anything close to ‘adult.’ What should I do? Start taking myself more seriously? (but does that mean being stuffy?!) Write more? (but I haven’t been inspired-inspired, in like 3billion years. wttffffffff.) Start paying more attention to music/films/high-brow culture? (don’t wanna be an asshole, yo. h8 those...
Reblog if you want (several) creepy compliments.
“I’m really skinny, have some stick n’ poke tattoos, long hair and I can’t really...”
– minimumrocknroll (via godfuckthis)
omg this is the best gif i have seen on the internet in ever.
How to be classy in three easy steps:
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How am I going to plan a witchy party in this type of poverty? Balllssss.
Okayokay, what do I need besides: candles for lighting, a pentagram painted/taped/somehow on the floor, wall decor, spooky-ish music, red wine/whiskey and hot cider/maybe something punch-y with dry ice,
What kind of snacks should I have, if any? (none, probz) HOW DO I PAINT A PENTAGRAM ON MY FLOOR? electrical tape?
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I wonder if when I’ve lost my ~*yOuTh & BeAuTy*~ I’ll regret all the time I spent on the internet. BUT WHAT ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WHEN I’M POOR, KINDASAD, MAYBE A LITTLE LONELY, AND OVERWHELMINGLY CONFUSED ABOUT WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF/MY LIFE? I take ‘tumblr time’ as time that I’d otherwise be biding, anyway, doing something else.
Maybe the essential...
“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t...”
– Louise Erdrich
“I have always been a reader; I have read at every stage of my life, and there...”
– Diane Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale
