this is your life and the people you know are in it because they just can’t stop.
everything changes so you best find a way to feel happy now before the moment passes.
if i keep thinking like this, maybe i will never be sad.
so far, it’s working. i’m not sad. but this isn’t exactly what i wanted.
December 2010
15 posts
November 2010
48 posts
i always exude the same amount of love— but the receivers of such love are forever changing.
i want enough good people in my life to keep me occupied.
i think the key to life is activity;
as is the answer to boredom, anger, sadness, anxiety, and restlessness…among others.
sometimes man, i really hate people. i guess i don’t.
sometimes man, i really hate the unreliability of people.
sometimes man, i hate that other people have other lives while i’m not around.
you know, i almost get the feeling that my acid hallucinations of having a split personality were more like mental realizations of a long held dream. realizing i could have an entire conversation between myself was the happiest i had been in as long as i can remember.
life life life life life life life life life
guess you just gotta live it or don’t
it’s surprisingly difficult to remember to not be an asshole
“How it happened he did not know. But all at once something seemed to seize him and fling him at her feet. He wept and threw his arms round her knees. For the first instant she was terribly frightened and she turned pale. She jumped up and looked at him trembling. But at the same moment she understood, and a light of infinite happiness came into her eyes. She knew and had no doubt that he loved her beyond everything and that at last the moment had come…”
—Fyodor Dostoevsky
“I despise the pleasure of pleasing people that I despise.”
—Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
sometimes all you get is to feel like a nut—
and sometimes you don’t.
i actually deserve no complaints. i listed a bunch, but now they just seem excessive. it breaks down to this: my family loves me, they’re just far away; my boyfriend is perfect, sometimes i just forget (or get jealous); i’m doing what i love, but from time to time i let it worry me; i’m actually smart, i just smoke weed too; i have always loved to bathe in self-loathing, at least now i’m conscious of the tub.
