February 2012
Aristotle: We are what we repeatedly do.
Plato: Well then I guess I'm YOUR MOM
Plato: *high fives Socrates*
empty-aisles:
I need to stop caring about people who don’t care about me.
Woman: Can I have birth control?
Government: No.
Woman: I got pregnant because I didn't have birth control and I don't want the fetus. Can I have an abortion?
Government: No.
Woman: I gave birth to my child but since I wasn't expecting it, I can't afford daycare. Can I have help paying for it?
Government: No.
I fucking hate myself. I always get all ready and excited to go out, then somewhere in between I realize that I have no friends to hang out with when I go out. I always have somewhere to go but no one to be with. I show up and I’m always alone. Everyone used to like me, I never changed anything. Why don’t people treat me the same anymore? At least from my school. I don’t know, it...
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I'm glad I'm not poor.
parisnotfrance:
I would kill myself.
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Sometimes I wonder if the memories were worth the damage I’ve caused to myself. Although it sounds bad I think they were. Without all of the drugs I wouldn’t have gone to raves or put myself in unusual situations, I wouldn’t have met so many amazing people, I wouldn’t have made so many friends. The only friends I really have anymore came from the rave scene, even though...
i feel bad for those who have not yet been exposed to the real world, who haven’t had the time to create a hardened version of themselves. the world is tough, people are mean and nothing goes how you want it to: preparation is key. i just hate to see my loves beat themselves up over silly things that shouldn’t affect them.
i’m so tired of you. can i get someone else already please.
i’m tired of waiting.
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uuuuh yah realize that i’m straight fuckin with yah right? mwahaha.
Anonymous asked: my face is breaking out soo bad, idk what to do about it. Any tips from your cosmo school?
you're doing this on purpose.
me: wow i like this person a lot
me: i should talk to this person
me: wow look!!!! a perfect chance to talk to this person i should totally take it
me: types out message
me: gets nervous
me: exits page
me: floats away from computer
me: drifts out window
me: is lifted up into space
me: orbits around earth
me: is incinerated by the sun
running away from someone back into their arms, every damn time.
I’ve realized how permafried I really am.. I always thought all the drugs never really effected me but I was wrong. I really noticed it today when I was getting out of my car at work and the sound of the door closing equated as a word in my head, then a bunch of crazy shit zoomed through my head really fast -kind of like on Jimmy Neutron- and went back to normal. I got so shocked and...
i have every possible resource but i still don’t know what to do with myself. fuck me dude, i’m really starting to get down about life.
