April 2012
4 posts
Mehhh
I am esssssssssssssssssssssssssssscited for college, but getting ready in le morning is going to be a pain in le booty. Considering the fact that I go to a private/Catholic school all my life, so my wardrobe for the last 12 years have been consisted of uniforms. I need to go shoppingggggggg!
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Just kidding.
I am not sleeping. I need to focus and stop procrastinating and finish the last page of my essay and study for College Algebra before I fail and will be forced to drop it and will have to retake that stupid class again next year and waste more money. Oh my gah run on sentence. -sighs-
I was trying to change my other Tumblr account’s username and found this old Tumblr. I browsed through it and boy was it depressing… LOL. Meh. But since this one has like barely any followers it shall be my “private/personal” (not really) Tumblr. I rarely ever post on Tumblr anyway. I still read the posts of people that I follow though. Lalala ‘tis all. I bid yee a...
May 2011
97 posts
Don’t even bother.
Don’t even bother starting up a conversation if you’re just going to leave. What’s even the purpose of bringing up one if you just disappear?
Just give up.
Stop checking your phone. Stop hoping for nothing. Stop believing. Stop waiting for a text message or phone call that you won’t get. Because if they miss you, you won’t be there waiting for a text message or a phone call. They’ll just text you or call you. Just stop hurting yourself.
Sometime there is no next time, time out, or...
I could honestly blow up at everything if I wanted to…
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Rambles
I would have to admit that I could often sound like a broken record. Saying, talking, or complaining about the same thing over and over again. And I suppose it gets annoying afterward, I do know, so I try as much as possible to avoid it, but we are obviously humans, and we all know so very well that we make mistakes and are prone to them. I could be as dramatic as the next person you see, when it...
Relax and breathe.
Motivation.
I need you now more than ever. Before I end up doing anything stupid.
Heads up
I’m hard to understand and possibly the most confusing person you can meet. But I don’t ask for you to try and understand me. It’s solely up to you if you’re up for the challenge. I can be the bluntest and meanest person or I can be the most cheerful and happiest person you can meet. I can be straight-forward, but also open-ended. My mood can easily change. I find...
Words are just words. Actions are just actions.
Anyone can say something “sweet” or “nice,” same goes with what they can do for you. I admit that I’m guilty of doing so, but that’s a different story.
He fed you his pretty ribbon of lies and you kept accepting it. To the point where you cannot even differentiate what he is trying to portray. You naïvely believed him, you may think you’re sly. Giving...
A real relationship has fights. Has trust. Has faith. Has tears. Has hurt. Has sweet smiles. Has genuine laughter. Has snorts because of the laughter. Has weird, stupid, unnecessary arguments. Has patience. Has communication. Has secrets. Has jealousy. And most importantly, love. This is all just a mess that turns out beautiful and an experience that can never be forgotten.
The best relationship is when you two can act like lovers and best friends. It’s when you have more playful moments than serious moments. It’s when you can joke around, let each other have piggy backs, have unexpected hugs and random kisses. It’s when you two give each other that specific stare and just smile. It’s when you’ll rather stay in to watch movies, eat junk food and cuddle, than go out...
I just don’t have the energy nor motivation to do anything anymore.
There’s no such thing as the perfect soulmate. If you meet someone and you think they’re perfect, you better run as fast as you can in the other direction, because your soulmate is the person that pushes your buttons, pisses you off on a regular basis and makes you face your shit.
I’m not going to pretend that you don’t exist. instead, I’ll do something better. I’ll show you that I’m doing alright without you.
When was it ever really worth it?
I have always wondered when it ever was. Not whether we are worth it or not. But the fights are a different story. Have you ever took a step back to think about what we were fighting about in the first place? And why? More importantly, what we were fighting for…
More often than not, it’s always about something so little and so insignificant that when you look...
I wouldn’t have started if I didn’t plan on...
Yet this all caught me by surprise. I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to waste all my time and effort on it just to have disappointment in the end.
I have so much that I want to say.
But I just don’t know where to start…
You are like a monkey bar and I held on.
It was fun at first just hanging there, feet far off the ground.
But then I started to get blisters, and my hands started to sweat.
I began to slip, but I still continued to hold on.
Adjusting my hands to make them stay, but eventually I figured out that it really was time to let go.
They say, the past is the past, but it’s not like you won’t ever look back. There will always be that one day when you randomly decide to look back at the good times you’ve had and maybe even the bad times. They tell you to forget your past and let it all go, but really the past is pretty important, including all of the crap that was brought into it. Without making mistakes, having regrets, being...
My feelings for you are slowly going away. I just that hope we will be able to talk the way we used to, once before they are finally gone.
I leave my identity unknown.
You know my name, but you don’t know who I am exactly. The person that lies underneath all the clothes and skin. I see no point in explaining who I am, because people will always judge me by the way they see me. So what’s the point? Everyone will think of me differently, but in the end I know who I am and that’s all that really matters.
Memories.
The more I try to erase it, the more vivid it gets.
I’m distancing myself away from you
I prefer and like it that way. I already cut off any connection or attachment, no use in trying to reconnect once again.
The science of crying.
What is the science of crying? All mammals have tear ducts and do tear, but only humans use it to communicate distress. Humans use tearing to serve a purpose. When highly upset, the sympathetic side of the nervous system is alerted. While it is difficult to study crying because it demands an emotional breaking point that is tough to replicate in the lab, there have been studies that indicate...