July 2011
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I'm in New York City.
I’m so tired from walking around.
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all the things i used to love are no longer mine anymore. i can’t hold them without fearing self-destruction, i can’t embrace them with a ready smile. i guess i’m different. the hyperactive voice has been replaced with one more monotone. i haven’t become boring, i’ve just become different. i succumb to silence rather than social static, i keep to myself or to a few. i...
nomcheta asked: Happy birthday my beautiful child. I miss & love you.
-the V to your GKV
-the V to your GKV
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Today is my eighteenth birthday.
And all I’ve been doing is playing video games in my pajamas and eating ice cream.
Welcome to adulthood.
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That awkward moment when I finally figure out who my roommate is and she doesn’t list her music preferences on her facebook.
I NEED TO KNOW. THIS IS VITAL INFORMATION.
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It’s so, so strange to log onto Facebook and see a bunch of “RIP” statuses about someone I used to go to school with. Even though I didn’t know him personally, I remember having classes with him and seeing him all over the school. I knew a lot of people who were close to him. It’s just weird. It’s just really, really weird.
I don’t know. I need to sleep...
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Something I strongly, strongly dislike:
When artists include the sounds of women moaning in their songs.
The minute I hear it, all credibility that artist could have had vanishes.
IT’S TACKY AND IT’S UNNECESSARY, OKAY
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honestly i know i often use my tumblr as a landfill for all of my unwanted emotions, and it’s a heap of recycled feelings from bitterness to sadness, and i keep complaining and complaining and sulking, and the pile grows higher. at the apex lies a white flag with which i threaten: i give up, i can’t take this anymore, i’m done, i’m gone. negativity as disgusting as...
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sometimes i feel like i might just collapse, like i’ve become so emotionally deteriorated and emotionally thin. and my breathing races from steady to barely there, i don’t know where my heart is but my lungs still seem to care. walk back into my room with a blank face, walk into my room, crawl into bed. sit and stare.
maybe i’m just exaggerating. maybe i feel more than i...
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Sometimes I think my bitterness is going to swallow me whole, but then I look up at the sky, an infinite blue with a crown of white, and I think to myself, It is too beautiful of a day to be sad.
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I can't tell if I'm angry or sad.
Or both.
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My friend from Germany, Lea, arrived in Atlanta last night, and she is staying with us for three weeks. I am excited. I LOVE GERMAN PEOPLE. It’s her first time in the US, and everything is really different. Everything. I’m basically a tour guide from now until her departure.
Today’s exhibits: my high school and the mall.
In Germany, the schools are much smaller and are divided...
Not happy.