Happy New Year to all living beings.
And to my mother.
Friday
Ultimately.
Everyone matters.
That person sitting across you on the train reading your favorite book, that person has a life. That person is in love or has loved. That person has a mother and a father and THEY themselves have a story. That person has dreams, they feel, they've thought of things that maybe you never have.
Your co-worker, your neighbor, your boss, your cousin, the creep always waiting for the same bus, your best friend; everyone. They all matter. Do not disregard them.
Think of everything that makes your life. No one knows how much little things make my life. Think about it, life is one big giant bubble--similar to the universe because they're physically directly relevant. Inside is everything...every single little thing that leads to the next thing and the next thing and they're getting exponentially bigger until it reaches the outer bubble of life.
Look at our universe....look at everything inside it and how everything matters to the next small thing and ultimately the whole universe.
This is my opinion. Mine.
That person sitting across you on the train reading your favorite book, that person has a life. That person is in love or has loved. That person has a mother and a father and THEY themselves have a story. That person has dreams, they feel, they've thought of things that maybe you never have.
Your co-worker, your neighbor, your boss, your cousin, the creep always waiting for the same bus, your best friend; everyone. They all matter. Do not disregard them.
Think of everything that makes your life. No one knows how much little things make my life. Think about it, life is one big giant bubble--similar to the universe because they're physically directly relevant. Inside is everything...every single little thing that leads to the next thing and the next thing and they're getting exponentially bigger until it reaches the outer bubble of life.
Look at our universe....look at everything inside it and how everything matters to the next small thing and ultimately the whole universe.
This is my opinion. Mine.
lesson
I believe in some supplements like fish oil or St. John's Wort. I think they gradually alter chemical imbalaces to their normal state...slowly but surely.
I take Valerian Root on occasion.. It's a sleep supplement that helps you drift off. I like Valerian Root (which is also infused with Hops) for two reasons:
1. It has zero addictive nature; prescribed drugs such as Zoloft disturb your natural sleep pattern (yes, everyone has one...even if you think your cycle is all wacked out..it's still YOUR cycle). Once you start taking prescribed ones, the abilitiy to fall asleep naturally is lost because this is forcing you to sleep and stay asleep for 8 hours. So essentially, your circadian rhythm becomes Zoloft's sleep cycle, not yours.
2. Valerian Root (Hops) has ingredients that would surprise you...especially in regard to their relevance to assistance in falling asleep.
It contains: Valerian Root (obviously...it's just a plant, just like weed... HINT TO THE government,.....moving right along)
Skullcap (certain plant leaves)
Passion Flower (the same flower used to make passion tea in starbucks but without caffiene)
Dandelion (yup, dandelions)
Chamomile (most effective tea for the common cold and relaxation)
Marshmellows (just, marshmellows)
Hawthorn (berry)
ALL NATURAL.
Just saying...
After doing some research.
I take Valerian Root on occasion.. It's a sleep supplement that helps you drift off. I like Valerian Root (which is also infused with Hops) for two reasons:
1. It has zero addictive nature; prescribed drugs such as Zoloft disturb your natural sleep pattern (yes, everyone has one...even if you think your cycle is all wacked out..it's still YOUR cycle). Once you start taking prescribed ones, the abilitiy to fall asleep naturally is lost because this is forcing you to sleep and stay asleep for 8 hours. So essentially, your circadian rhythm becomes Zoloft's sleep cycle, not yours.
2. Valerian Root (Hops) has ingredients that would surprise you...especially in regard to their relevance to assistance in falling asleep.
It contains: Valerian Root (obviously...it's just a plant, just like weed... HINT TO THE government,.....moving right along)
Skullcap (certain plant leaves)
Passion Flower (the same flower used to make passion tea in starbucks but without caffiene)
Dandelion (yup, dandelions)
Chamomile (most effective tea for the common cold and relaxation)
Marshmellows (just, marshmellows)
Hawthorn (berry)
ALL NATURAL.
Just saying...
After doing some research.
Thursday
now
At the moment,
I'm having an allergic reaction to accidentally consuming sour cream. Yes, I'm allergic. I think it's about 3am...the hour which nobody would pick up. Usually, I just get little bumps on my cheeks and that's all. But right now, it's my entire face. I have to admit, my reflection scares me. Lucky for me, I have a bottle of ibuprofin that my father said is filled with benadryl. It better me. By the time anybody reads this, let's hope my face is oval shaped.
I'm having an allergic reaction to accidentally consuming sour cream. Yes, I'm allergic. I think it's about 3am...the hour which nobody would pick up. Usually, I just get little bumps on my cheeks and that's all. But right now, it's my entire face. I have to admit, my reflection scares me. Lucky for me, I have a bottle of ibuprofin that my father said is filled with benadryl. It better me. By the time anybody reads this, let's hope my face is oval shaped.
Monday
Sunday
Saturday
Mary Elizabeth Frye : A Poem.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.
Sunday
fYI.
OH YEAH RANDOM INTERNET BLOGGER?
James Franco went to Brooklyn College for most of his educational career. Don't neglect the CUNY's....they're damn good schools, well, most of them.
Saturday
Irina.
I got a Christmas card in the mail from my mom's old Boss' daughter. It was addressed just to me. I don't know how she knew I live here again but I love that I got something in the mail that isn't bill.
She's grown, probably 38. Two little kids that are both models. I remember when those kids couldn't even walk yet.
I used to stay over her house in Staten Island because she was the closest thing to a mother, even though she was way too young to be my mother. I told her things I never told anyone. It's strange how I can forget these things for years and remember it now, when I'm almost 22. I like that she didn't forget me, and I know this isn't a generic card because there's a long message inside hand written for me.
I used to think Staten Island was some sort of paradise when I was little...like an exclusive club for super opulent people. I was weird.
She lives in a closed off community where everyone knows each other, and everyone owns a Bentley. I mean, that's awesome to be in temporarily. I couldn't live there. It's too.....isolated. But she was so wonderful to me. Now that I'm older and more aware, I should speak to her again. I miss her. And her crazy Italian husband Vinnie who swings from doorways just because it makes his kids laugh. I think she was the coolest Romanian woman I met. She was like me when she young.
She's grown, probably 38. Two little kids that are both models. I remember when those kids couldn't even walk yet.
I used to stay over her house in Staten Island because she was the closest thing to a mother, even though she was way too young to be my mother. I told her things I never told anyone. It's strange how I can forget these things for years and remember it now, when I'm almost 22. I like that she didn't forget me, and I know this isn't a generic card because there's a long message inside hand written for me.
I used to think Staten Island was some sort of paradise when I was little...like an exclusive club for super opulent people. I was weird.
She lives in a closed off community where everyone knows each other, and everyone owns a Bentley. I mean, that's awesome to be in temporarily. I couldn't live there. It's too.....isolated. But she was so wonderful to me. Now that I'm older and more aware, I should speak to her again. I miss her. And her crazy Italian husband Vinnie who swings from doorways just because it makes his kids laugh. I think she was the coolest Romanian woman I met. She was like me when she young.
Friday
Thoughts
Some thoughts.
I was getting off the train and a blind man asked where Union Square, 14th street. I told him this was Union and he said OH, where are the stairs? I showed where they were and followed him up the stairs. He was going straight towards the mall after that so I directed him towards the stairs until he could manage on his own.
This elerdly man, this complete stranger who appeared to be beautifully dressed is blind. Why him? I'm not aware of how his blindness developed, all I know is that this is his life; this is what he has to revolve his whole world around, his lack of sight. I can't even begin to fathom the perils of no sight and meanwhile, this man is just happy.
This man has reason to suffer beyond recognition and yet he's trustworthy of a stranger: me, and just genuinely happy. What about all the petty things people tend to stress? Are they even worth stressing? I admit, I'm guilty of this myself but who isn't?
This man just made me strangely aware of how dire sheer happiness is. We can't ever forget that all we know is this life we're in. There's millions of theories of the afterlife, of God(s), of reincarnation, of everything that we only theorize about but are never really sure about, but what about this life? I know what how I want to spend my life and what I want to pursue and what people I want to surround myseld by, and just be content with what I have now.
A friend of mine lost someone important. Whoever reads this, wether you're in Russia in or Alaska or right up my block...hope for the for this person, regardless of the fact that you don't know them. Blind faith and hope sometimes can do more than you know.
The year is coming to end. I think I've had a crazy but great year. I looked forward to this year ever since I discovered alcohol and other things. I have the rest of my life to do what I missed out this year but I still think i experienced a lot and learned a lot. I love my work and I'm extremely happy I've gotten this far.
Love is amazing thing. In all facets.
I was getting off the train and a blind man asked where Union Square, 14th street. I told him this was Union and he said OH, where are the stairs? I showed where they were and followed him up the stairs. He was going straight towards the mall after that so I directed him towards the stairs until he could manage on his own.
This elerdly man, this complete stranger who appeared to be beautifully dressed is blind. Why him? I'm not aware of how his blindness developed, all I know is that this is his life; this is what he has to revolve his whole world around, his lack of sight. I can't even begin to fathom the perils of no sight and meanwhile, this man is just happy.
This man has reason to suffer beyond recognition and yet he's trustworthy of a stranger: me, and just genuinely happy. What about all the petty things people tend to stress? Are they even worth stressing? I admit, I'm guilty of this myself but who isn't?
This man just made me strangely aware of how dire sheer happiness is. We can't ever forget that all we know is this life we're in. There's millions of theories of the afterlife, of God(s), of reincarnation, of everything that we only theorize about but are never really sure about, but what about this life? I know what how I want to spend my life and what I want to pursue and what people I want to surround myseld by, and just be content with what I have now.
A friend of mine lost someone important. Whoever reads this, wether you're in Russia in or Alaska or right up my block...hope for the for this person, regardless of the fact that you don't know them. Blind faith and hope sometimes can do more than you know.
The year is coming to end. I think I've had a crazy but great year. I looked forward to this year ever since I discovered alcohol and other things. I have the rest of my life to do what I missed out this year but I still think i experienced a lot and learned a lot. I love my work and I'm extremely happy I've gotten this far.
Love is amazing thing. In all facets.
Thursday
Tuesday
Saturday
Friday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Sunday
Today's forecast
At least I don't work at Banana Republic anymore; I'd be hearing Christmas music from Halloween and on.
Although, I am pretty excited for Christmas and my Birthday this year.
Although, I am pretty excited for Christmas and my Birthday this year.
Saturday
Sure Thing
If you be the cash, I'll be the rubber band. You'll be the match, I can be the the fuse. BOOM.
I'm the reporter baby you can be the news. Cuz you're the ciggarette, I'm the smoker.
Cause you're the chalk, I'll be the blackboard.
Even if when the sky comes falling, even when the sun don't shine, even when it comes down to the wire, even when it's do or die, cause this love is a sure thing.
I'll be the fire babe, from the blunt you can be the fire babe. Burn it up.
I'm the reporter baby you can be the news. Cuz you're the ciggarette, I'm the smoker.
Cause you're the chalk, I'll be the blackboard.
Even if when the sky comes falling, even when the sun don't shine, even when it comes down to the wire, even when it's do or die, cause this love is a sure thing.
I'll be the fire babe, from the blunt you can be the fire babe. Burn it up.
Monday
Morning
And when you think you like it I promise you gonna love it. Cuz tonight we gettin' in the weed more.
Saturday
Friday
Rose and Dali.
I might have the honor of tattooing this Dali rose to me.
I'm considering it.
It's just so beautiful. It's so beautiful that it must be from Dali's dreams. As of now I have 8 tattoos.
I'm weird.
What do you do when youre high?
DO you do high things?
Do we do what comes naturally?
What if we're so aware of what we're doing that even being natural would be unnatural. Yeah that makes sense and i think it's pretty goddamn brilliant.
I like Glee a lot. It's like my high school drama type crap made into a quaintly cute show with big issues but seemingly innocent kids.
Listening to music makes me higher.
My new tree tattoos are brilliant. I'm so glad I got them.
I'm hungry. Probably because I'm high.
I want to swim. I haven't swam since i was like 13. In all seriousness. I'm so glad Equinox has a pool....i'm gonna be in THAT ASAP YEAH MHM OKAY cool.
I want to start drawing and painting again, I feel kind of inspired to create for some reason. I've got some ideas brewing already....
I need new sneakers because I lost my last pair. I'm pretty upset about that, if anyone cares. lol. shut up joan.
Joan is a weird name, isn't it? I like it though. It's me. It's....classic? I suppose...
I think i'm pretty weird in general. I honestly can't help it. I just act like a Joan. In the dictionary, next to Joan, there is a catbirdfish with blue eyes and red fins with an upward protruding fin and purple wings...yeah, that's me.
Yup.
Probably going to order Dominos.
He just said "WOOOOO"
Yeah that's what happening around me.
My neck hurts.
I have not proof read this. I don't know how many obnoxiously and obviously blatant mistakes I've made. Laugh away. I'm sure I will when I read this tomorrow.
BYyeee.
DO you do high things?
Do we do what comes naturally?
What if we're so aware of what we're doing that even being natural would be unnatural. Yeah that makes sense and i think it's pretty goddamn brilliant.
I like Glee a lot. It's like my high school drama type crap made into a quaintly cute show with big issues but seemingly innocent kids.
Listening to music makes me higher.
My new tree tattoos are brilliant. I'm so glad I got them.
I'm hungry. Probably because I'm high.
I want to swim. I haven't swam since i was like 13. In all seriousness. I'm so glad Equinox has a pool....i'm gonna be in THAT ASAP YEAH MHM OKAY cool.
I want to start drawing and painting again, I feel kind of inspired to create for some reason. I've got some ideas brewing already....
I need new sneakers because I lost my last pair. I'm pretty upset about that, if anyone cares. lol. shut up joan.
Joan is a weird name, isn't it? I like it though. It's me. It's....classic? I suppose...
I think i'm pretty weird in general. I honestly can't help it. I just act like a Joan. In the dictionary, next to Joan, there is a catbirdfish with blue eyes and red fins with an upward protruding fin and purple wings...yeah, that's me.
Yup.
Probably going to order Dominos.
He just said "WOOOOO"
Yeah that's what happening around me.
My neck hurts.
I have not proof read this. I don't know how many obnoxiously and obviously blatant mistakes I've made. Laugh away. I'm sure I will when I read this tomorrow.
BYyeee.
Sunday
Saturday
Movement.
So Far Gone. Listening to it all day. Maaaaaan how I love that mixtape. So incredible.
Stay positive. Stay in love with life. Keep going. We only live once, or rather, I am aware that I only live once.
Love.
Stay positive. Stay in love with life. Keep going. We only live once, or rather, I am aware that I only live once.
Love.
Wednesday
Monday
Saturday
No title
Second to last day of October. The crisp air actually feels very pleasant.
I need to find new music, or rather music I haven't heard yet.
Thank you to the silent readers of my blog. Appreciation of whatever type of art I present in anonymity is the best kind of appreciation; one that is not boastful or narcissistic.
Love.
:)
I need to find new music, or rather music I haven't heard yet.
Thank you to the silent readers of my blog. Appreciation of whatever type of art I present in anonymity is the best kind of appreciation; one that is not boastful or narcissistic.
Love.
:)
Friday
Thursday
Sunday
Friday
Thursday
very funny.
V (3:55:54 PM): why
V (3:55:55 PM): whywhy
J (3:55:58 PM): why
J(3:55:58 PM): why
J(3:55:59 PM): why
V (3:56:07 PM): smacksmacksmack
J (3:56:08 PM): ::::hit::::
V (3:56:09 PM): lol
J (3:56:09 PM): lol
J (3:56:10 PM): jhdkahdajhaha
V (3:56:11 PM): hahahaah
V (3:56:12 PM): great minds
J (3:56:15 PM): ,lamal;afisopafsapofvhskvs
J(3:56:20 PM): haha
V(3:56:21 PM): shit unfortunatley for you im an idiot
J(3:56:21 PM): i said lama
V (3:56:28 PM): no you said lamal
V (3:56:34 PM): which is another form of hallal bread
J (3:56:42 PM): hahahahahahahaahahahahahahahahahaha
J (3:56:47 PM): and how o you know this lol
V (3:56:47 PM): or shortened form of laminate
J (3:56:49 PM): i am laughing so hard
J (3:56:50 PM): in panera
tinyfeatheroars (3:56:55 PM): hehshahahaha
V (3:56:55 PM): i dont im assuming
J (3:56:58 PM): lmao
V (3:56:59 PM): i usually am right though right?
J(3:57:03 PM): lmao
J (3:57:05 PM): you are ALWAUS right
J(3:57:07 PM): ALWAYS
V (3:57:38 PM): OMG
V (3:57:39 PM): omg
J(3:57:55 PM): omg
J (3:57:57 PM): omg
J(3:57:58 PM): what
J (3:57:58 PM): omg
J(3:58:01 PM): what is this
B(3:58:01 PM): lamal is the swiss federal law on compulsory health care. obama should lamal
J (3:58:11 PM): obama should do lotsa shiets
V (3:58:13 PM): lmao
V (3:58:15 PM): agreed
J (3:58:15 PM): that #1
J (3:58:18 PM): lol
V (3:58:27 PM): im so happy we have lamal
V (3:58:31 PM): it really works
J (3:58:31 PM): i want lamal
V(3:58:32 PM): hahah
V (3:58:33 PM): lmao
V(3:58:33 PM): lmaoop
J (3:58:35 PM): gimmie lamal'
J (3:58:37 PM): lmaop
V (3:58:38 PM): i cant stop laughing
Vs (3:58:41 PM): me neither
J(3:58:41 PM): lol
J (3:58:43 PM): jkjhahahaa
J (3:58:44 PM): lmao
takeheart4 (3:58:45 PM): so i went to the docs to get my lamal on
J(3:58:46 PM): i am dying
J (3:58:52 PM): hahaahahahahahhaahahahaha
J(3:58:57 PM): my fave is XDXDXD
J (3:58:59 PM): face*
V(3:59:26 PM): your face is x'd?
V (3:59:31 PM): you have sans de fache?
J (3:59:50 PM): mustache?
V (3:59:59 PM): no that means you have no face?
V (4:00:00 PM): lol
J (4:00:02 PM): i have a mustache if thats what youre asking
V(4:00:05 PM): lmfao
J (4:00:06 PM): no face
J (4:00:10 PM): just a mustache
V (4:00:11 PM): just stache?!
J (4:00:17 PM): lol
V(4:00:18 PM): chuck norris is jealous
J (4:00:22 PM): omg this convo
V (4:00:22 PM): hes turning in his grave
J (4:00:22 PM): lol
V (4:00:33 PM): i want to remember this forever
J (4:00:33 PM): chuck norris is dead?!1
V (4:00:37 PM): im adding this to ny funnies
V (3:55:55 PM): whywhy
J (3:55:58 PM): why
J(3:55:58 PM): why
J(3:55:59 PM): why
V (3:56:07 PM): smacksmacksmack
J (3:56:08 PM): ::::hit::::
V (3:56:09 PM): lol
J (3:56:09 PM): lol
J (3:56:10 PM): jhdkahdajhaha
V (3:56:11 PM): hahahaah
V (3:56:12 PM): great minds
J (3:56:15 PM): ,lamal;afisopafsapofvhskvs
J(3:56:20 PM): haha
V(3:56:21 PM): shit unfortunatley for you im an idiot
J(3:56:21 PM): i said lama
V (3:56:28 PM): no you said lamal
V (3:56:34 PM): which is another form of hallal bread
J (3:56:42 PM): hahahahahahahaahahahahahahahahahaha
J (3:56:47 PM): and how o you know this lol
V (3:56:47 PM): or shortened form of laminate
J (3:56:49 PM): i am laughing so hard
J (3:56:50 PM): in panera
tinyfeatheroars (3:56:55 PM): hehshahahaha
V (3:56:55 PM): i dont im assuming
J (3:56:58 PM): lmao
V (3:56:59 PM): i usually am right though right?
J(3:57:03 PM): lmao
J (3:57:05 PM): you are ALWAUS right
J(3:57:07 PM): ALWAYS
V (3:57:38 PM): OMG
V (3:57:39 PM): omg
J(3:57:55 PM): omg
J (3:57:57 PM): omg
J(3:57:58 PM): what
J (3:57:58 PM): omg
J(3:58:01 PM): what is this
B(3:58:01 PM): lamal is the swiss federal law on compulsory health care. obama should lamal
J (3:58:11 PM): obama should do lotsa shiets
V (3:58:13 PM): lmao
V (3:58:15 PM): agreed
J (3:58:15 PM): that #1
J (3:58:18 PM): lol
V (3:58:27 PM): im so happy we have lamal
V (3:58:31 PM): it really works
J (3:58:31 PM): i want lamal
V(3:58:32 PM): hahah
V (3:58:33 PM): lmao
V(3:58:33 PM): lmaoop
J (3:58:35 PM): gimmie lamal'
J (3:58:37 PM): lmaop
V (3:58:38 PM): i cant stop laughing
Vs (3:58:41 PM): me neither
J(3:58:41 PM): lol
J (3:58:43 PM): jkjhahahaa
J (3:58:44 PM): lmao
takeheart4 (3:58:45 PM): so i went to the docs to get my lamal on
J(3:58:46 PM): i am dying
J (3:58:52 PM): hahaahahahahahhaahahahaha
J(3:58:57 PM): my fave is XDXDXD
J (3:58:59 PM): face*
V(3:59:26 PM): your face is x'd?
V (3:59:31 PM): you have sans de fache?
J (3:59:50 PM): mustache?
V (3:59:59 PM): no that means you have no face?
V (4:00:00 PM): lol
J (4:00:02 PM): i have a mustache if thats what youre asking
V(4:00:05 PM): lmfao
J (4:00:06 PM): no face
J (4:00:10 PM): just a mustache
V (4:00:11 PM): just stache?!
J (4:00:17 PM): lol
V(4:00:18 PM): chuck norris is jealous
J (4:00:22 PM): omg this convo
V (4:00:22 PM): hes turning in his grave
J (4:00:22 PM): lol
V (4:00:33 PM): i want to remember this forever
J (4:00:33 PM): chuck norris is dead?!1
V (4:00:37 PM): im adding this to ny funnies
Tis the word.
I followed my heart and mind simultaneously, and it got me to where I want to be; with beautiful people, a home, and a job I thoroughly enjoy. Sometimes the best feeling is one of contentedness.
Sunday
Monday
pod.
Listening to music and being anywhere but homw makes my life have a soundtrack. I like the feeling.
Sunday
damn.
Fuck man, can people just leave me alone. I will only give my all to my best friend Vanessa and my boyfriend. These people are the most important. And I will see them whenever they, or I want. And my dad. Everyone else, I can't help everyone and I can't see everybody any damn time. I have priorities, Sorry. I can't please everyone and if some one ends up upset at me, consider the fact that other people exist in my life that they might take precedence before you.
Saturday
Wednesday
.
A stranger told me the most enlightening thing.
Also, apparently I'm a rebel? That was interesting.
Also, apparently I'm a rebel? That was interesting.
Monday
Tree Hugger.
The flower said, "I wish I was a tree,"
The tree said, "I wish I could be
A different kind of tree,
The cat wished that it was a bee,
The turtle wished that it could fly
Really high into the sky,
Over rooftops and then dive
Deep into the sea.
And in the sea there is a fish,
A fish that has a secret wish,
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it.
And in the sea there is a fish,
A fish that has a secret wish,
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it.
And the flower
Would be its offering
Of love to the desert.
And the desert,
So dry and lonely,
That the creatures all
Appreciate the effort.
The tree said, "I wish I could be
A different kind of tree,
The cat wished that it was a bee,
The turtle wished that it could fly
Really high into the sky,
Over rooftops and then dive
Deep into the sea.
And in the sea there is a fish,
A fish that has a secret wish,
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it.
And in the sea there is a fish,
A fish that has a secret wish,
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it.
And the flower
Would be its offering
Of love to the desert.
And the desert,
So dry and lonely,
That the creatures all
Appreciate the effort.
Sunday
Thursday
Words.
MMmm there.
Down.
Ship sinks.
Found.
Okay.
talk.
good.
very good.
okay.
hungry.
Fake.
distracted.
disgruntled.
Gesticulation.
Tired.
Annoying.
Really incredible.
High.
Really fucking high.
Boring.
Okay.
Waiting.
Waiting more.
Train.
Shut the fuck up.
No.
Friends.
Work.
High.
Tired.
Lost.
Where?
Confused.
Why?
Not deserving.
awesome.
TV.
Cook.
Exhausted.
High.
Sleep.
Grind.
Write.
Speculate.
Waste.
Hurt.
Hurt more.
Buy.
Rejuvenate.
Optimistic.
High.
Fuck you.
Hope.
Okay.
Why?
Tired.
Sure.
Refuse.
Mistake.
Muscle.
Beauty.
Balance.
Tricky.
Okay.
Work.
Tired.
Sleep.
Text.
Call.
Always.
Understand.
High.
Bye.
It doesn't make sense.
Down.
Ship sinks.
Found.
Okay.
talk.
good.
very good.
okay.
hungry.
Fake.
distracted.
disgruntled.
Gesticulation.
Tired.
Annoying.
Really incredible.
High.
Really fucking high.
Boring.
Okay.
Waiting.
Waiting more.
Train.
Shut the fuck up.
No.
Friends.
Work.
High.
Tired.
Lost.
Where?
Confused.
Why?
Not deserving.
awesome.
TV.
Cook.
Exhausted.
High.
Sleep.
Grind.
Write.
Speculate.
Waste.
Hurt.
Hurt more.
Buy.
Rejuvenate.
Optimistic.
High.
Fuck you.
Hope.
Okay.
Why?
Tired.
Sure.
Refuse.
Mistake.
Muscle.
Beauty.
Balance.
Tricky.
Okay.
Work.
Tired.
Sleep.
Text.
Call.
Always.
Understand.
High.
Bye.
It doesn't make sense.
Wednesday
Tuesday
HERE.
I have to stop being a habitual list maker. When I see everything I'm making a list of in one shot, it's especially discouraging. Unless it's a list of movies I want to see or some shit like that...
Otherwise, when I make lists of things I have to do the next day or later that day...it's always upsetting because the reason I'm MAKING the list is because there's too many things to remember so I NEED to write them down...and then I don't end up doing half of them because something else comes up or I forget I even made a list.
You can't tell me more than half of you don't the same shit because I know you guys do...or most of you. It's human nature.
I wish I didn't have such a good sense of human nature and that I never studied psychology because then I'd be oblivious to everything. I understand why my mom never wanted to go to the doctor....because she knew something was wrong, and she just didn't want to know because then she'd have to prepare for whatever it is that they'd tell her is wrong. It's the worst thing sometimes, knowing too much.
But then again, why would I want to undo my education? Then I'd be just another dumb girl who wouldn't know left from right. There's pros and cons to both arguments...I'm essentially arguing with myself, so what's the use in that?
I looked back at things I wrote years ago and semi-surprised at myself...however, I get that nostalgic feeling after reading my own words and faintly remembering how I felt when I actually wrote those words. I realize than I am opinionated person, I will argue something I feel strongly about when it's appropriate. Of course, there are people you just can't argue with because they'll either fight an obviously wrong point to the death, or just ignore you/walk away. I don't mean this in any specific way, I just know,(for example), you can't argue politics with everyone; or you can't argue the proportionate benefits of squats vs. lunges....
yeah, pretty stuff like that.
Here's what I think about....whatever the fuck I wanna think about.
- I think Obama is something I should refrain from saying here.
Otherwise, when I make lists of things I have to do the next day or later that day...it's always upsetting because the reason I'm MAKING the list is because there's too many things to remember so I NEED to write them down...and then I don't end up doing half of them because something else comes up or I forget I even made a list.
You can't tell me more than half of you don't the same shit because I know you guys do...or most of you. It's human nature.
I wish I didn't have such a good sense of human nature and that I never studied psychology because then I'd be oblivious to everything. I understand why my mom never wanted to go to the doctor....because she knew something was wrong, and she just didn't want to know because then she'd have to prepare for whatever it is that they'd tell her is wrong. It's the worst thing sometimes, knowing too much.
But then again, why would I want to undo my education? Then I'd be just another dumb girl who wouldn't know left from right. There's pros and cons to both arguments...I'm essentially arguing with myself, so what's the use in that?
I looked back at things I wrote years ago and semi-surprised at myself...however, I get that nostalgic feeling after reading my own words and faintly remembering how I felt when I actually wrote those words. I realize than I am opinionated person, I will argue something I feel strongly about when it's appropriate. Of course, there are people you just can't argue with because they'll either fight an obviously wrong point to the death, or just ignore you/walk away. I don't mean this in any specific way, I just know,(for example), you can't argue politics with everyone; or you can't argue the proportionate benefits of squats vs. lunges....
yeah, pretty stuff like that.
Here's what I think about....whatever the fuck I wanna think about.
- I think Obama is something I should refrain from saying here.
Monday
Saturday
Thursday
Wednesday
Tuesday
Monday
Top 7.
Top 7 Albums/Mixtapes/Combination of greatness:
Not in any particular order
Deja Entendu
The Devil And God Are Raging Inside Me
One Foot Out The Door
A Matter of Time
Thank Me Later
So Far Gone
Ryan Leslie - Self titled album
Not in any particular order
Deja Entendu
The Devil And God Are Raging Inside Me
One Foot Out The Door
A Matter of Time
Thank Me Later
So Far Gone
Ryan Leslie - Self titled album
Sunday
I am.
That's it, I will do everything in my power to get better and take care of myself. I'm tired of being sick all the time.
Saturday
Friday
Thursday
Wednesday
Tuesday
Monday
Sunday
In the air.
Have you ever wished for an endless night?
Lassoed the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight?
Lassoed the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight?
Saturday
Thursday
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