May 2011
i'm terrible at comforting people. i'm just like
sixbucksandadrpepper:
can really relate to this at the moment .__.
April 2011
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;___;
people disturb the absolute crap out of me. how is it that we can be so heartless and cruel towards each other?
.. and i’m left hurting, and nobody seems to mind.. so i might as well slap on a happy smile and forget about it, right?
people are despicable.. sometimes i wish i didn’t have to call myself one. i think i’ll go become a panda, or a duck, or a rabbit, or an elephant...
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the nose-piercing saga continues:
my mom came up to me later today and said, ‘about the nose piercing; i talked to your dad about it and he says you’re not going to do that as long as you’re living in this house.’
okay, this just doesn’t make any sense. i asked her why and she said i need to talk to him about it because she’s afraid she would say it wrong.
dude, i was going to talk to my dad...
urgh..
i did research: i found four christian musicians that have nose piercings. i know my mom and i have a collective interest in these people, and it’s quite clear that none of these people are ‘those kinds’ of people; they’re not into the whole goth scene:
^tricia brock, from superchick.
^ krystal meyers
^ addison road
^ stephanie smith.
ugh, and even though i...
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silly parents..
i told my mom that i’d like to get my nose pierced; and she got all emotional. literally started crying, because she thinks i’m very pretty already, and would find the piercing to be a distraction every time she looks at me; and thinks that a ‘certain kind of person [she later said ‘tough people’] gets their nose pierced, and i know you’re not that kind of...
lies..
they were all lies.. every last word that you served to me on a silver platter.. all lies. it wasn’t real silver, it was a cheap metal. an imitation of what is real and lasting; and when you told me i could take that to the bank, i did, just to have the teller tell me it was fools gold; all for nothing; lies. the closer i look, the more i see, and i find out that they’re everywhere.....
just, go burn.
please..
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update of the day:
i think i want to get a rook piercing o_o also, i seem to be in a strange/weird/crazy sort of nostalgic mood. it’s kind of.. weird. i like it a little bit, but i wish i could just cut out feeling so sappy and get on with life..
i still listen to the music you gave me..
well, i’m trying. today was nice.. it was the last day of co-op. i found myself actually a bit sad that i won’t be able to see some of the guys i’ve become friends with over the year, hmhm.. but other than that, i’m glad to leave.. and some of them came over after co-op and we watched national treasure.. that was nice too.. just, surrounding myself with other people that i...
'cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort'
i seem to be in a strange rebellion against time.. father time and i are at odds; mother nature is disciplining the heck out of me.. i don’t want time to move forward, and yet, i would like it to speed on by as fast as it possibly can.. hm.. and at the end of it all, time is time, and it doesn’t really move fast or slow. it just goes on..
'We're like fire and gasoline; I'm no good for...
crying again.. /: i’m good at that, it seems..
and now, it is officially time to get over him.
….
oh wait, apparently there was a problem with the sound system. there, alright. it’s fixed. now that the microphone is working properly:
it’s time to officially get over him.
.. hm. well, you’re still listening to your music! what do you know. heh, heh. can’t exactly communicate very well if the audience has music going into the ears like that, can we? no, not...
'dream on; dream until your dream comes true..'
this ‘trying to be found’ thing is going to be harder than i thought O.o
maybe i’m just fooling myself, for thinking that it’s even a possibility..
Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me just for today Maybe tomorrow, the Good Lord will take you away
'next time you see the white rabbit run free, you...
i have a place online, where i document the poetry i write.. it’s password protected, i’ve never told anyone about it before.. and i just gave a friend of mine a link to the place, and a password, as well.. i really hope this doesn’t prove to be a foolish idea.
nyan.cat →
seriously :’D this arrived to me at the worst possible moment.. i’m laughing way, too much at this .__.
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serious question
and when i say ‘serious question’, i mean that i’m serious about wanting an answer, so send me any thoughts you have in a question.
if you were to go about the task of becoming friends with someone who doesn’t want to be friends with you, what would you do?
'sing till your heart hurts, and then sing some...
my soul aches because of the way things have turned out.. i’m crying now, because this is ending again, even though it doesn’t have to.. i pray that this is merely falling apart just so it can fall together again later.. i hope. it’ll need time.. a lot of it.. i hate having to wait, but i’d rather wait for something good.. then go forever with something awful..
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penguins + knitting = win
alieninvasionknitting:
My goal is to have one knitted item I have made on all 7 continents… only one remains: Antarctica. I have sent items to North America, South America, Europe, Asia, Africa and Australia. Can anyone help me get something to Antarctica?
i’m really good friends with a few penguins.. ;P or you could just settle for a knitted penguin, and tape it to the top of a model...
“now you see.. bye-bye, i’m really leaving!”
– prima donna
'learn to be lonely; learn to be your one...
how to write it? i fear i am not eloquent enough.. can’t fuse emotions with the words the english language has given me.. can’t capture this feeling with mere letters..
loneliness.. it is like watching a dripping faucet in a quiet house. it’s like watching cars drive by, and keeping track of how many red ones you see. it’s like going to listen to music on your iPod but...
it's raining really hard, and there's a bulge in...
and i’m scared.
need i say more?
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maybe i shouldn't post my secrets online..
.. but i just created an anonymous account - well, not ‘anonymous’, but there’s no links to my identification; i’m just a random nobody - on a website that i know that someone visits quite frequently [i think].. with the hopes that i will somehow, ‘accidentally’ meet this someone again.. and have a fresh start with them, without them even realizing who it is. [i...
“Be slow to fall into friendship; but when thou art in, continue firm and...”
– -Socrates
Quote of the day.
(via charmnecklace)
[.. and when you are in it, make sure you’re actually truthful about being in it, and not.. lying. *cough*]
a weird word..
single. just think about it. the longer you say it, the more weird it sounds. single. single. single. ‘hello everybody! i am.. single.’ rhymes with waffle [kind of]; just one letter short of the word ‘shingle’. well what if you’re stuck with a lisp? ‘hello! i’m SHINGLE!’ shingle. single. single. single. waffle. and you know what else? single is like,...
...living a charmed bohemian life...: A Knitting I... →
charmnecklace:
Being that I have been on “bed rest” (thanks to my clumsiness) since yesterday evening, I have had time to research knitting projects I want to begin…and I have found 2 that I want to start IMMEDIATELY (or at least within the next month).
Project 1: “Big Honkin Bag”
Why? Anyone who knows me…
added these two projects to my ravelry queue. seriously, there are way too...
'everything is okay in the end; if it's not okay,...
maybe it’ll end sooner if we change our definition of okay.. to realize when something just isn’t gonna happen, so instead of having ‘okay’ being when the impossible thing happens.. work on having it being okay with the way it is now.. it’ll probably be hard, but in the end it’s worth it.. or it’s supposedly worth it /: i don’t know, i’m still...
'you go on and i'll be happier?'
hooray.. maybe i shouldn’t send major, relationship-altering messages whilst sleep deprived. this is gonna suck.. feeling really afraid now, although at this point it seems i don’t have much to lose.. what i sent wasn’t even that bad, and it does have some validity; i’m just not used to letting my impatience and/or indignation seep through. there is a small part of me that...
