fear vs. anxiety
former: present danger; survival instincts latter: stress over what has yet to occur; the possibilities are worry-inducing
Just Fine- Mary J. Blige So I like what I see when...
You didn’t “find” shit. You can’t “find” something that’s not hidden. Do you...– sade re: “finding” a blog
all i want to eat right now
it feels like a drunken dream
that 24 hour block seems to flow in and out of consciousness, not sure what was real and details escape me. i think the chemicals in my brain have made things foggy. they say negative thoughts weigh more heavily in people. i am floating.
just ate 25 oz (1 lb 9 oz) (708 g) of cinnamon applesauce. today is my day of gluttony.
I should be studying
not reading Scott Pilgrim. I started this morning and I’m already on the third one. Now I’m just sad that I will finish all of them today.
There are so many things in my world that make me so grateful that I’m not a mother. The thought of a kid in my life right now makes me dizzy.
I really don't ask much from a relationship.
mykicks: I just want to send smiley faces back and forth to boys for eternity. I can do without the “WHERE IS THIS RELATIONSHIP GOING?” conversations. Just sendin’ them smiles.
freshman year was goofy →
Damn it, college
Never thought I’d see the day when I’d have to Google image search “anal canal”.
My response to what's going on "inside"
“it’s pretty crude in here though” “thinkin bout sex n cereal for the most part” “when i’m not musing the inner and outer workings of the body, mind and soul” “oh, and my blog”
Unlike most people, I happen to enjoy going to...
& I will continue to check my school email (TelegRAMs) so that I may have the upper hand on all y’all. So what if it’s 2:30 am on the sixth night of my spring break? I am figuring out what classes I need to register for this week. My schedule will be awesome and yours is kind of the luck of the draw. Enjoy your weed and crappy coladas; I’m working on my credits, biaaaaaa
So I slept for fourteen hours last night (8 pm-10 am), and my big plan for today is tidy up a bit. I’m motivated in the sense that I really want to see my room clean, but I don’t want to actually do it. And Gilmore Girls comes on ABC Family in…seven minutes. I guess I could have the TV on during all of this. Maybe I’ll just throw away a bunch of stuff and that will...
(570): you can't exactly throw up or pass out at...
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold,...– Charles Dickens If Colorado was a month, it would be March.
I ran over a cat-looking creature on the way home...
First five seconds: “Oh…God. I thought there was only one cat and it already went by what the fuck did I just run over I can see it in the rearview mirror” *hand over mouth* Then: “Am I welling up because I feel like I should even though there is no one in the car to judge me if I don’t? I could never tell anyone about this and no one would ever know. No, I’m...
I'm awful at giving advice to straight guys about...
mykicks: I remember in high school this guy (who knew I was gay) would always ask me for girl advice. Whenever I have to give girl advice I end up acting like some stereotype in a teen movie. This situation is bound to happen one day: Him: She keeps flirting with other guys. I really like her but I don’t know what I should do. Me: That bitch is ice COLD. Him: What? Me: What?
But what sort of thing is love? First of all, it is a joint experience between...– Excerpt from The Ballad of the Sad Cafe by Carson McCuller I saw a beautiful piece by Caroline Paquita at Gallery5 last Friday. She used this passage and it made a nice little home in my head.
i won't lose a wink of sleep
‘cause the truth of the matter is eating cereal is so eee sa heeeay
What are you constantly smirking about, Gerard Butler?– mindykaling
someone needs to make a .gif of kate winslet’s clap-and-brush-hair-behind-ear…so useful to my life
just contemplated sprinkling chocolate chips on my cereal…this has never occurred to me. type II diabetes, here i come. CCs will be the death of me.
The Onion: Houseguest Just Going To Lie There... →
Yeah Yeah-Fannypack If I was a stripper, this...
I think I've been cutting my nails about twice a...
Is that normal? I do not do long nails. At all. Gross.
Dad, wouldn’t it be cool if they had bumper sailboats?– WASP-y kid I sat next to at dinner…later in the conversation, I think his dad was either explaining a booze cruise to him or describing Grandpop’s new yacht.
80% Of Canada Watches Gold Medal Game; Has 80% Of The U.S. Ever Done Anything?– Dan Hopper @ bwe.tv (via prettyproblematic)
I normally can't stand reading about other...
because it tends to be rambling, run-on sentences that make sense only to the dreamer. But that’s the best way to describe a dream; it’s uncommon for a dream to follow natural order. Instead, I’ll just recount why my dream last night was so creepy. It was one of those dreams where everything is the same as it is in real life, so you are uncertain of whether you’re asleep...