February 2011
60 posts
I feel so pressured to have my whole life figured...
PRISAA Games and Philippine-Columbian Open 2012,
here I come! Can’t wait! (:
January 2011
67 posts
When everything suddenly irritates you.
"Viny-lau-dio"
LOL @dissonances and @vinylaudio, thanks for today! It was much needed and I pretty much died of laughter from everything. It was really nice just to kick back and talk and whatever else we did. I like how it all happened on a whim, but it happened. Stats will never be the same………Can’t wait for March tho! (:
You think you know. Unconsciously or consciously, does it really matter? Cuz it’s wrong and unethical on so many levels.
You know how they say that other people don’t value the things you value in the same way? Because to you, it’s the world. But to someone else, it’s nothing. So moral of the story is: be careful what you hand other people. Guard your heart.
“While you can’t leave it behind, you can look at the events of your past from a...”
– Jill A. Davis (via kari-shma)
It’s like the game of tag—in the game, you’re “it.” You chase and you chase until you find someone else to tag. They chase you back and you run away. You ask yourself why because at one point, you realize that in the beginning, you were the first one to chase after that person. Now the tables have turned and they’re chasing after you. But you don’t wanna...
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The greatest griefs are those we cause ourselves.
You know what I hate?
jeskuh:
When I have something I need to say perfectly planned out in my mind. I know exactly what I’m going to say and precisely how I’m going to say it. But when the time comes, my mind goes blank and all I’m thinking is, “Fuck.”
“Our notions about happiness entrap us. We forget that they are just ideas. Our...”
– Thich Nhat Hanh (via kari-shma)
Maybe I was only fooling myself...
I hate it when I feel a certain way and then I try to find a good justification as to why I’m feeling the way I do. I come up with some pretentious reasoning and make myself believe that maybe it’s because of someone or maybe it’s just me. But half the time I wonder if I’m just too scared to find out the real reason why. But man, emotions are a bitch.
Nick Miller-Isn't It Pretty To Think So?
My story is about everything and nothing and those little moments and those little realizations and those grandiose revelations and people, so many fucking people and their own little stories and how everyone is searching and how everyone is crazy. I had love. I had lust. I noticed voids. I experienced pain. I did drugs. I made love to a girl. I fucked girls. I saw reality. I realized hypocrisy. I...
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I have no fucking idea anymore.
I'm scared to say goodbye, cause what's after that...
My body's well rested, but my mind's so exhausted.
“Expectation is the root of all heartache.”
intensemusicerx:
—William Shakespeare (via drinkdarjeeling)
I guess that’s what I’ve always been afraid of—looking back, seeing nothing. As I was driving back home tonight, I looked in my rearview mirror and saw nothing but an empty road with street lights. Not a single car or person was seen. I wasn’t sure if what I had seen was true and that maybe the street lights that I saw was the reflection of the headlights of other cars. So,...
Dear heart,
I know I promised you I’d take it slow.
Yowza! These kinds of mashups are my absolute...
Laying in bed crying and sulking in tears.
Feels good -____-
Fuck complications. I want to live in simplicity...
It makes me sick on the inside knowing that we will never be the same. Seeing you with your supposed new life makes me wonder what special place I had in your life, if I even had one. And I wonder if what I’m saying right now is what you’re feeling. But, from the looks of it, it seems as though you’re doing fine without me to a point where my presence is no longer needed nor...
Bad move on your part.
Already thinking about summer...
I kind of just want to go MIA for awhile and come...
bayrhee:
…just tired of my routine life here.
exactly this!
“A wise girl kisses but doesn’t love, listens but doesn’t believe, and leaves...”
– Marilyn Monroe (via kari-shma)
Readjusting.
Leaving the familiar for something unfamiliar. Then the unfamiliar becomes familiar. But then you go back to the familiar and you don’t even recognize the familiar cuz now it seems unfamiliar. Wait, what?
