November 2009
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yeah
ashley: i admitted to kyle i wanted to ruin a man before i graduate
ashley: who says that?
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11.25.09
All existential bullshit about the transience of life aside, I seriously envy people who know what they want to do with their lives. At least that’d make things a little easier. Sometimes I think my major is based on such a complacent bourgeois construct that I wonder what the point of it is at all. Yeah, designing pretty things is great, but um, a lot of people just want to put food on the...
32 Years in the Life of Alison by Jeff Radcliffe →
Wow, this is amazing. It’s really interesting to see the passage of time, but also it’s quite surprising that she’d let her father document her in such depth. I mean, a lot of teenagers can’t even stand to be in the same room as their parents for more than a few minutes. Anyway, I love this; it’s a little scary that 32 years can be condensed into a few snapshots, but...
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baloney
The more I try to wrap my head around it, the more I’m scared by how absolutely pointless everything seems. How can anything in life be worth a thing if everything is going to be destroyed one day? I go through the motions every day, and yes, it’s true that I’m not unhappy, but I guess sometimes it seems to me that the only force propelling me through existence is fear. I’m...
It’s the first day of spring
and my life is...
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alright, sure
When I was in California, my friend tried to tell my fortune using some tarot cards. She told me that there was going to be trouble ahead, but then I’d be happy, but then I’d be ultimately unhappy again. I was like, fuck that noise, what the hell do I need some tarot cards to tell me basically exactly what life is? While I was there, I kept trying to imagine myself living forever in a...
California say that you love me
From all the...
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Sometimes I just want to sleep for a million years, and wake up when everything I’ve ever known and cared about has died and been reborn. Then I’ll wander among the ruins until I disappear or turn to stone, and no one will ever give a fuck, thank god.
I have to say—being alive means you’re always looking for a way to be whole; being human precludes any chance of ever...
i think i've realized,
…one thing I’ve always wanted to do in my life is fucking punch someone in the face. Whoa. Is that really weird.
