March 2012
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Good night goodbye.
one-mic:
Day by day, I seem to be more defined by my failures no matter how much effort I put forth. This is the epitome of self-fuckery. When success is a measure bounded by the institution, anything that isn’t a success feels like a failure, when in actuality, it’s just an absence of success. Damn. Still feels like a fail though.
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I just feel like I'm
a fake
a hypocrite
a horrible person
an even worse friend
compulsive liar
a waste of life
and there’s nothing I can do about it. Because every time I try to fix it, I fuck up again, and it digs me deeper into the reputations that’s been made of me. I’m just tired of fucking up all the damn time, and I just give up. Unless someone can give me a good reason why I should stay...
Feelings.
kayweezzy:
They’re just one big mess that we can’t really control. That we can’t deny. One of the hardest things to fight off. You can’t control how you feel or what you feel. It just happens.. You can act upon it or you can hide it. Feelings are so much of what we try to avoid, but we can’t run from it forever.
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I really just give up. Just all of you. Stop caring about me. Okay, I’m stupid. Okay, I don’t think before doing things. I’m not the best person. I want people to start thinking I’m good because no one ever listens to my side of the story. Maybe that’s what starts the “compulsive lying”. I’m the worst friend. I get it. So let me do all of you guys a...
THIS ONE HAS THE BREAD SCENE. THE. FUCKING. BREAD SCENE. ASDFGHJKL
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Verbosity is different than Eruditely.
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jackienguyen:
There are times when I miss you and want to text you just to see how you’re doing. Mainly to find out if you’re doing horrible without me, as cold-hearted as it may seem. And then I go to all the social networks possible and eventually find out/know how you’re doing and then I end up being irritated.
Reasons as to why I do this to myself is beyond me.
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I don't like making friends anymore.
blehkatie:
I’d rather be a stranger with someone than getting close with someone and letting them leave my life eventually. I tend to trust and rely on myself and only myself. I’m just more cautious on letting people come into my life like it’s nothing now.
iskeetedon:
I like kissing — from simple pecks on the cheek and lips to the intense, make-out sessions.
I love the ass grabbing, waist holding, body pressing, tongue dancing moments when we both drown out reality in a way where it’s just you and I, in that spur of the moment, and the smiles and breaths in between; it’s just amazing to look back on and say to myself, “Damn, I really enjoyed...
February 2012
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Everyone chooses someone over me.
annhateseveryonelol:
I’m not anyone’s first choice. I’m not anyone’s favorite. People may tell me I mean a lot to them and that I’m special to them but I know there’s someone they will always choose over me.
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I don't go on Tumblr for a day, and it changed o.o
So this is the shit that happens when I’m not around here… LOL
Trust me, I'd understand if you give up on me.
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I hate it when my parents tell other relatives my...
samanthapaz:
This is something I hope to never do as a parent. What happens to my child is between me and them, not anyone else. I would never point out their weaknesses and humiliate them that way. It’s wrong. It’s no one’s business. It’s been done to me too many times and I fully intend on keeping private matters between me and the child.
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You said you’d be here for me. Despite all that bullshit we went through, even in the aftermath, you said you’d be there for me because that’s what friends are for.
So where are you now?
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Fucking East are half-assing.
COME ON, LIKE FUCK MAN.
I never loved anyone the way that I love you.
ouhvuu:
Honestly, I go to great measures to keep you happy. I give up my sleep to hear you tell me what’s been on your mind. I give up my sleep to talk to you anyways, but that just shows how much I adore you. Before you, I never knew what the meaning of true happiness was. In fact, I didn’t even think it existed. But that all change the moment you stepped into my life.
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