December 2009
somersault
was a really good movie despite being slightly cliche. it almost killed me. but in the way I like.
is that what all of it is? all repetition, I guess. I mean, I’m better than I was. I’m better placed than I was. Sure, things hurt. Things linger in the background of vision. Acts that happened affect everyday life, that people don’t understand and easily write off as whatever they’d like to make it mean. And that’s fine if they want to parade around on their high...
Merry Christmas world, we have a love-hate relationship, but right now in this moment, it’s more love.
I’m fine just the way I am. You’re fine just the way you are. Let’s just chill and be fine together.
“Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what...”
– John Mayer (via uglyanthony) (via asholay)
I just watched this news segment about a woman who didn’t want to pay for plastic surgery, so she bought lube and injected it into her face herself. really? really?
I want you to want me, but I don’t need you to need me.
“It’s not too difficult to get the skeletons out of the closet with people, but...”
– Robert A. Johnson (via psychotherapy) (via quote-book)
“It is very important to generate a good attitude, a good heart, as much as...”
– Dalai Lama (via calidre) (via quote-book)
“Things don’t go wrong and break your heart so you can become bitter and give up....”
– Samuel Jackson (via quote-book)
I'm tired
of them wanting to be around me and asking so much because they know I’m in my funk again for a long run.
I am having way too many deja vu’s, I’m fighting my gut instinct again, I’m finally having normal dreams only for them to be about someone I shouldn’t be dreaming about (see gut instinct) and they’re good dreams which in reality (if you’re going by dream analysis) are going to be the complete opposite, and all this proves that I think way too much. way too much....
there is a battle raging in two different parts of me. I’ll lay in bed, in complete darkness and I just wander. I wander and I’m in a car looking at skyscrappers and bridges and massive steel all over. and all I can think of is this (at least) 1500 year old tree. how steel and metals and plastics and all of these things, they last a long while. and then this tree is (at least) 1500...
I think I’m getting laid off soon. by soon, I mean next week.
I love them
Tina: do you have the glimmer in your eye?
Tonya: depends on the day. Depends on how much Xanax I'm on.
we buried my grandma today. and for the first time since I heard she died, I cried. I stood in a tunic in the middle of 40 degree weather, not being able to make a fist from being so cold. I watched people. I watched people who came to pay respects, people I didn’t know, people I knew and maybe didn’t want to see, people I couldn’t see cry, people who stepped all over pa’s...
Women are crazy, you cant imagine how many of them will actually answer their phone when they pee or poop.
Working in the shoe department: my feet are killing me. the irony!
My day is going to go by ridiculously slow. literally no one here!
Alright, I get it. I keep a certain distance from people so they don’t take advantage of my feelings and I leave them before they leave me. If I could, I would spend the rest of my life camping and I wouldn’t be bothered with industrial, mechanical cities ever again. I know that I do this weird, automatic-type writing thing with my right index finger for certain phrases of words I...