14 May 2012 "Mrs. D Mrs. I Mrs. F-F-I. Mrs. C Mrs. U Mrs. L-T-Y!" — the difficulty poem (via fuckyeah1990s)
14 May 2012
I slept with the window open one inch so I could hear the static of the rain. It was like this last night and it is still like this this morning. It is a dark morning. I love those. I woke up a few minutes ago and both my parents are still asleep. They usually don’t sleep past 8 but they are still asleep. I dreamt last night. I was surrounded by people I’ve seen before, but in different places. My dreams always have a way of making me believe them, to the point where it is frightening. Sometimes it feels like they cover several days within a frame of 7 hours. I feel like today is important but it probably isn’t. The rain just got heavier.
11 May 2012
must have some insane reblogging carpal tunnel. constructing an image for yourself out of a button gets really disappointing when someone meets ya for reals. give yourself some credit! inch out of the shadows and show us what you’ve got! what does your brain say? i want to hear that voice, not…
this is the nice guy way of saying quit reblogging because it’s kinda dumb but oh well
8 May 2012
Looking at packed bags and cases full of clothing, materials, and other things always have a way of making me sad.
6 May 2012
I walked around campus for an hour. It felt right. It felt like absolution from every thought and idea and intention I’ve conceived for the past year.
My mind changes rather easily unless I’m adamant towards something. I wanted to ask and keep going and stop and turn around and reconsider. The brilliance of the night assured me. For once, I was captivated, and for once, I felt sure.
A girl that was walking opposite me on the side of the road asked me if I wanted to go bar crawling with her and her friends. I said no. I’m only 18. She said to me, “God, why are you so boring?” and caught up with her friends. How did she know?
You should have seen the sky tonight. The moon was there and for a brief moment, the clouds obscured it. The sky was starless, but the stars were there. I felt inspired. Walking, numerous plans came across me. I wanted to speak less and look more. I wanted to assemble a montage of the night time with the soundtrack of the wind. I wanted to stop hesitating.
Things you want to happen only happen when you don’t need them to happen.
