September 2011
That terrifying moment when you realize you're...
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I wouldn't be the first to tell you I'm bothered..
but, I am.. really bothered, quite a bit. because I’m not perfect, because I don’t look that way..
August 2011
tinmanbrainfarm asked: What's wrong??
i have a really bad feeling right now,
.. about everything.
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i don't even know.
i just.. don’t.
it's too late..
I should have been asleep long ago. I should be asleep now..
The awkward moment when everyone is serious & you...
bellabitchh:
More Laughs Here
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lots and lots and lots and lots
and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots..
… of..
… idefk.
“Start by doing what’s necessary; then do what’s possible; and suddenly you are...”
– St. Francis of Assisi.
what the actual fuck?
person: *gives opinion
me: *gives thoughts about said opinion
- long pause -
person: *goes offline*
me: what the actual fuck? this is an important conversation? why are you saying nothing and then going offline?
because creeping is what i do best!
it’s how i find out about the things that are going on in the world ;D
okay, anyway. ENOUGH OF THAT. i’m going to bed now. goodnight.
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“When we hold each other, in the darkness, it doesn’t make the darkness go away....”
– Neil Gaiman (via melancholicsoul)
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what is it about seeing a video of my five year...
i have the craziest, most bittersweet and nostalgic feeling; that kid there was once me, that awkward and crazy kid was once me, that HAPPY child was once me. what have i become? what am i? am i even worthy of having a child that happy and innocent to claim my name, and my past? really? where did she go? and who am i now, even? is there even a nod of that happiness left inside of me? if so, why...
naptime!
.. wait. it’s only 6 pm.. fuck. too late for naps, too early for sleeping.
that soul-crushing moment
when you realize that the only person who ever calls your cell phone anymore is your mother, and even then; the only thing she ever wants to know is where you are and why you’re not home from work yet, and the only reason you’re not home from work on time is because something crazy happened, like the kitchen getting flooded because a water pipe broke; and aside from these rare...
jeez.
freakin’.
word.
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*begins to collapse*
oh wait, look. i have absolutely no time to collapse; absolutely no time to just sit.. i have to keep doing something, for every moment of all the time. *stops collapsing in mid-collapse and keeps going, even though there’s absolutely no energy left anymore*
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When you hear your mom approaching your room...
fuckyeahlaughters:
crazytherese:
WHICH TAB IS SAFE??
WHICH TAB
MAKES ME
LOOK THE MOST
PURE?!
WHAT TAB DO I PUT IT ON?
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story of my life xDD
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there are two kinds of men in the world:
the kind of men who secretly stare at women without women ever knowing that they’re getting stared at; and the kind of men who stare at women and don’t know how or when to fucking look away.
and even then, it’s possible for a lady to look over and see that her boyfriend/fiance/husband is looking over sweetly at her. THAT is acceptable, but what is not acceptable, i think, is...
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thelibrarianknits:
unpopularknittingopinions:
I think people who say “yarnbombing is a waste of time and yarn” should understand that people who yarnbomb are usually doing it to use up scraps of yarn that are too short to be put to practical use. What else are you going to do with it? Throw it away? Now THAT’S a waste of yarn.
good point! I want to try it sometime. I have so much crappy yarn...
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i just had someone call me a 'poet of fiber'
best. compliment. ever.
“my brain has aliens in it, that’s why i’m at a college.”
– me
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unpopularknittingopinions:
Just because I knit doesn’t mean I want to help you learn. I’m sorta busy knitting selfishly. Try YouTube.
this.
today,
while I was taking a bike ride, I biked by this house that had an adorable little 4 year old in the front lawn.. he had
a helmet on, and was playing outside; so I decided to smile at him.. and he made eye contact, and smiled back at me.
moments like this, give me hope. they also completely make my day.
I hope that kid has an excellent life.
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i suck at being a college student.
these homework assignments = extremely hard :s
that’s all i have to say for now.
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the things people do.
person: *posts depressing song lyrics*
me: hey, you doing alright?
person: yeah, i'm fine. they're song lyrics.
what i want to say: yeah, i know they're song lyrics. but you wouldn't post them for nothing; people don't post happy song lyrics when they're depressed, or depressing song lyrics when they're happy. saying 'these are song lyrics' doesn't excuse the emotion those lyrics contain. self-expression via song lyrics is fine, but if you're not feeling alright, it's alright to say that you're not feeling alright, instead of saying "oh i'm fine, these are just song lyrics", because obviously those song lyrics were posted in light of an emotion that you are currently feeling.
what i actually end up saying: oh, alright.
silicone, saline; poison, inject me, baby..
I’m a free, bitch.
