Today
is the day =)
August 2008
21 posts
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for instant Bumbershoot updates.
All
weekend.
Please please please
somebody cancel school
tomorrow.
With a cherry on top?
Is this blog
my handle on sanity and reality?
I can only wonder…
Bumbershoot
could be my weekend.
In more ways than one.
Don't stop
believing.
“How I wish you could see the potential,
The potential for you and me.” —“I Will Posess Your Heart,” by Death Cab for Cutie
The potential for you and me.” —“I Will Posess Your Heart,” by Death Cab for Cutie
Oh, the possibilities.
Insomnia coupled with an addiction to the Internet is both extremely inspiring and insanely unhealthy.
And all at the same time.
I kinda like this little blog of mine.
Hopefully I can/will keep it running. For a while.
I long
for some good, old-fashioned positivity. Any.
So much to do,
So much to think about.
And yet,
So little time available.
“
(a play in one act)
I want to live a life that is always changing, but never left behind.
Evolves instead of becoming entirely new.
Stable but never slows.
I want to live without fear.
” —I Want To Live(a play in one act)
It's official:
This blog is my last shelter from parental censoring.
Wooo!
(not)
I guess this means more posts?
Do you want to know something?
I’m extremely insecure.
To the point where it’s crippling. It affects way too many of my choices, important and minute.
The worst parts about it?
I don’t know where it came from
and
I don’t know how to stop it.
At all.
“I’ve got my things, I’m good to go
You met me at the terminal
Just one more plane ride and it’s done
We stood like statues at the gate
Vacation’s come and gone too late
There’s so much sun where I’m from
I had to give it away
Had to give you away…” —“Bruised,” by Jack’s Mannequin
You met me at the terminal
Just one more plane ride and it’s done
We stood like statues at the gate
Vacation’s come and gone too late
There’s so much sun where I’m from
I had to give it away
Had to give you away…” —“Bruised,” by Jack’s Mannequin
This happens to me frequently.
Do you ever have a situation in which you know somebody,
and other people know that somebody
and these other people think that this somebody is
smart
funny
handsome
sane
and blah blah blah
and you personally know that somebody
and you see the “real” side of that somebody
and you don’t like this “real” side,
because this “real” side is dark and unpleasant,
and you try to tell people about how this somebody “really” is
but they just won’t listen
and their image of them stays picturesque?
Do you know what I mean?
The "norm"
exists just to test who is intelligent/awake and who isn’t.
I wish he would just answer me.
I mean, it’s not like he’s completely out of my league.
I just really, really hope all of this works out like I intended.
“
I blame us
I blame us for tragedy
And I blame us
For living selfishly
But this is all we’ve known.
” —a song by The Lonely Forest