May 2013
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There is no such thing as good and bad people. We are people who have the capacity to do good and bad things.
Don’t be afraid of being afraid. We as individuals should not be scared of very human emotions often labeled ‘weak’ such as guilt, and anxiousness. I think a person who is really whole, who is really strong in their mentality, doesn’t exclusively allow well-being into their ability to feel, but allows themselves to feel everything, to embrace their own naked vulnerability. After all we’re not...
we were bleeding out millions
of rainbows specks from under our skin
refracting, indigenous light
prism veins, I think we were natives
of each others consciousness, but more likely
we were only transparent glass
I overreact to things. I get caught up in my emotions and overanalyze everything. I become blind to what’s important and get caught up on one small detail. Typically this detail is my loneliness. For the most part I’m a confident, independent person. I inherently know what to do, how to handle situations, and what really matters. But sometimes I have nights where I lay awake in a bed that feels...
“if you can’t blow them away with your brilliance, baffle them with your bullshit”
When I think about life, I can’t help but feel exhausted and complacent. Living in the same place, day after day, getting lost in routine - it all just makes me dizzy. I would trade monotony for an ever-changing view without a second thought, even at the consequence of loneliness. Why tie yourself down, hoping for a better tomorrow, when you can just get up and go, and make one today? I fear I’ll...
April 2013
7 posts
Hello
I am an odd ball… I’m shaped more like a triangle than a circle.
I’m just one inch past five feet and my hair color is never one color for long.
I have a car and I like to travel, though I no longer have anyone to travel to.
So, people come into my life so that I can go visit you.
We all have failure in common.
I’m a coward and a half… I’d like to think you don’t know that.
I’d like to speak my mind, but my mind is at a loss for words.
Fear, it cripples, as I hide in bent repose.
My thoughts are paralyzed.
One day they’ll dance across my lips,
but for now, I will hide myself in shame.
Oh God, my God, is this really what it means to be holy?
To be set apart?
To be alone?
My heart deceives my...
There is something so beautiful about a person drenched in morose feelings. Depression should never be romanticized, but the complete vulnerability it surrounds you with is something I have grown to love. When it seems like you have nothing left, you lie there motionless and entirely human. No safeguards, no facades, no words, just skin and bones. It’s like a clear blue sky - simple and...
Far from perfection. In a perfect world, unrequited love wouldn’t exist, and in a perfect person, it wouldn’t be experienced. There’s something so fallaciously romantic about desperation for love with no reciprocation, and why it seems to make people respond on a high note is a mystery to me.
What did you do today?
Well, I took pills, peed, and ate an apple.
i remember when you leaned in quick to kiss me and i swear not a single force on earth could stop the trembling of my hands
March 2013
8 posts
Don’t say cute things to me, because I will want to kiss you.
It bums me out to think that I’ve spent like 7 years of my life sleeping.
death
came knocking
on my door
so I put on
my dancing shoes
and answered
for I have never
died before
but I know
I’m going
to love it
“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;
There is a rapture on the lonely shore;
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more…”
Lord Byron
Talking to you is like swallowing The Sun and burning a hole in my favorite shirt, and then liking it so much, I wear it everyday.
Aw I had a really wonderful dream
but then I woke up and youre not here so it’s not that wonderful anymore but that’s okay I guess.
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“I knew I was in trouble when all of my dreams were either about dying or kissing you.”
— Carrie Rudzinski
February 2013
20 posts
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I woke up today with a
crook in my neck
and a crook in my head,
and a crook in my bed,
but goddamn, at least I
woke up.
She had sad eyes; they were a beautiful hue.
I’ve never seen brown look so dark blue.
I mean, if you go through life feeling one emotion or none at all, some sort of pain is just bound to wake you up…but I guess the texture of an apple is more soothing.
That’s cool, well I’m sure either way you’ll have a good time, it’s always nice to spend time with people you enjoy being around (:
I haven’t replied in such a long time, that I don’t even remember the context. My...
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“In Wildness is the preservation of the World.”
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Thought a change of scenery would make me feel better.
Moved four hundred miles away, I’m still staring at the floor.
Definitely! It just brings out all those feelings and it’s like you needed to be hurt to know that you can still feel something, to know you’re alive y’know.
That’s good (: I only have two very close friends at school, I think that sometimes that’s all you need.
Are you doing anything for valentine’s day, or a better question would be, do you celebrate valentine’s day? (:
Ummmm. I don’t...
eh. I take it as a sign that we’re living life. If you’ve never broken anything, you’ve never felt really alive, or real pain.ha (:
nice. so do you have a lot of friends or people you talk to at school? and I have to agree with you, some teachers suck, and some classes are boring, and some people just waste time, which for some reason really bothers me…
I think that emotional or psychological...
My name is Frank. That’s not important. The important question is: who are you? America has become a cruel and vicious place. We reward the shallowest, the dumbest, the meanest and the loudest. We no longer have any common sense of decency. No sense of shame. There is no right and wrong. The worst qualities in people are looked up to and celebrated. Lying and spreading fear is fine as long as you...
Surround yourself with beauty. Beautiful places, beautiful people, beautiful thoughts, and beautiful things. Learn to appreciate the simple things, like sharing a smile with a beautiful being, singing songs with your best friends, a really tall tree, and a nice Autumn breeze. A big ol’ smile never hurt anything either.
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haha. aaah. I don’t think I’m cut out for the piano, I think I’d end up with anxiety trying to keep up. Ouch! I can’t imagine how much pain you were in, I’ve broken both my arms, one of them twice, I know that hurts so bad, I can’t imagine breaking your back. Haha. I feel like every car trip is worth it in the end (:
I have another question for you, what exactly are your thoughts on school, well,...
I’ve always been told that God is Love, and I’ve always tended to hold true to that. It’s nice to believe that there’s someone who encompasses the core of human desire. But the more and more I think, the more I start to realize that Love is not the opus of existence, but rather, Truth. God may be Love, but it’s a self-proclaimed jealous Love; a selfish Love, as if we owe it to God because we’re...
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cool! Is the marimba sorta like piano? or am I just way of? is the triangle as hard as I hear it is? (: really? do you mind if I ask how you broke your back? whoa! you’re really athletic then! the most I’ve ever ran or biked was around 5 miles or so. nice. was that a bad experience then? (the car ride I mean)
It is, the notes are in the same place, but you hit it with a mallet. The triangle is...
January 2013
42 posts
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I’m a ball of emotion, you’re a half open book
And I can’t read a thing so it’s not looking good
But it can
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“All life is just a progression toward, and then a recession from, one phrase—I...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
We all come to wish these things in such times. Unfortunately, I am a woman with much to do and a great deal to see. My mind was lost an age ago. If you find it, please address it to my next of kin so as I may so graciously be reunited with it. Perhaps when I have returned to my wits, we may be indeed be friends. Until then, you must be your own friend. Be cautious as to no lose your mind in this...
I should be more ambitious then (: haha. I’m a pretty amateur musician myself. what instruments do you play? I mostly play soccer, but I play softball and I like running although I’m not very good at it, but I go as far as I can. Ouch. That doesn’t sound fun. what was the longest road trip you’ve taken?
I play the cello and have since my sophomore year. I’m first cello and in out of school...
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addictions can do that to a person. I wouldn’t consider myself as a person with guts. I’m not very ambitious when it comes to certain things, but I think I’ll keep my curiosity (: well, like you, I too really like music and sort of play guitar and a bit of drums. I like the feeling of listening to music live. I don’t go a day without riding my bicycle, I play some sports, but more video games. I...
a pot smoking baby.
yeah, you have a point there. I guess sometimes curiosity just gets the best of me. You sound like a very interestingly fun person. From what you tell me, we do share quite a lot of the same interests. Would you like to know what I’m into, since I seem to be the one that’s asking all the questions and slowly feeling like I’m interrogating you? (:
I don’t think there is...
