January 2012
35 posts
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My therapist told me to write down everything I...
I am an 18-year-old female looking for the perfect guy. He doesn’t have to be husband material, because, let’s face it, marriage sucks anyway. Must have a strong appreciation for cats. Must also have musical abilities of some kind, preferably in the guitar and/or vocal area. Must also be between the ages of 18-21, all applicants younger or older will be thrown out. Must want to sing and play...
xeno
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
“I’m lonely. And I’m lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an...”
– Augusten Burroughs (via talisman)
Now
And it’s right now. It’s right now that the words are beginning to pour out of my soul. It is now that everything is beginning to make sense, but then again, not at all. I have been feeling lost, hopeless, confused in a life that doesn’t exactly seem to be my own. Am I living this life for me? I’m just going through motions. I feel nothing but an overwhelming sense of obligation to appear as if...
"You've a good heart. Sometimes that's enough to...
“Why am I so unhappy?”
“It’s raining…and all I can think about is you.”
I know that these certain things about myself are...
1 I am a lover. Fighting makes no sense to me. I don’t understand how getting mad at each other and hurting other people just to get what you want solves anything. I think that’s why I have such a problem with war. It just makes no sense to me. That also may be why I get the skeevies when it comes to the military. It just screams hatred to me. No one should hate anybody. That’s just plain...
