February 2012
I no longer hold any significance in your life right?
Fuck off k? Fuck off.
'Impulsive Hates'
If anyone is friends with this asswipe (that’s his Facebook name), tell him to go suck his dad’s cock with that fucked up mouth.
I cannot believe jerks like that exist. You’ve known her for merely days and you think she’s your slave? For fuck’s sake, how could anyone scream at a girl for being late when she’s not at fault in the first place? How could you be...
When I lived alone, is there a ghost in my house?
Throw your cameras in the air, and wave them like you just don’t care.
If I had to pick between the physical fitness training of a sportswoman or a dancer, I’d pick sports hands down. God knows how much I cried over the pain I used to live with when I was in dance. Dance is more hardcore than sports, definitely.
On that note, I need to buy my own floorball stick soon. Preferably by not using my imaginary money.
A vast majority of my reason to cry is honestly because I’m angry at myself than I am with anything else. Coming to 19 years of my life and this epiphany hits me right when I woke up. Pathetic.
I’m not the sort that would consult a person’s close friend and seek advice to solve a problem I have with that person. I go to the person directly. I find these other people so irrelevant to my life.
AKLTG
Even though I’ve had Leroy (a life coach) for 3 sessions for the past 3 or so years, and he repeats his stories and is a bit of a douche at times, I’m still glad to have known him. He’s still the only coach that could get these messages and values into my head as compared to the others. Just saying.
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15,000th
It’s coming to my fourth year of owning this blog. One day when I’m old as hell I’ll spendy retirement days reading back on the ridiculousness that was my youth. Unsure why I stay on, but it might be social network that comes with tumblr.
I have a terrible problem of keeping in contact with damn near anyone. Honestly, it seems like I can’t take the initiative to catch...
Personally, I don’t like the term Best Friend Forever. You can be my best friend for as long as you’d like, I won’t obligate anyone to stick by me that long. People leave me anyway.
I’m led to believe that your spouse or romantic partner should also be your best friend. Pfft, like they’ll ever open up to you about everything. Keep things from me, I honestly...
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Always keeping up a smile especially when you’re not. I only want to know your well-being; it’s not like I can do anything if I knew that you aren’t doing so fine. These small things matter to me, but if I’m deprived of that too, then perhaps I’m either asking too much or caring too much.
There is literally no one at arms reach that would bundle me up in their arms...
Oh, Everytime we say goodbye I die a little
Everytime we say goodbye I wonder...
– Ray Charles