you know what I hate more than anything?
Fucking half and half oreos, where one cookie is vanilla and one is chocolate. NO ONE EATS THEM, MOM. I WANT MY CHIP AHOYS.
become such a hipster and it’s disgusting Thick black glasses Photography major Donnie Darko is my favorite film I actually read. Recently: teachings of Buddha Also I love bukowski and Salinger and Kerouac. I’m not constantly drunk or high. Or ever, really. Sarcasm runs through my veins Half my iPod artists are virtually unknown Of all of my Weezer selection, I listen to...
'what the fuck happened' part 2.
Looking back on that picture from half a lifetime ago (literally) made me reflect. At what point did I stop pinning my hair back with big orange hair clips and become self conscious about that little gap in my teeth? I’m the same person, I guess, but I feel like that little girl has been missing for a long time. When did I start doubting God? I used to go to church every Sunday with my...
adam-robert asked: why do we never talk? seems we have a lot in common. not to be weird or creepy or just all around too blunt and forward ahah
God is laughing at me.
what hurts isn’t the fact that your happier without me. It’s the fact that I need that extremely close friend now more than ever that I can just cry to. In every way it feels like my once stable life is collapsing out of nowhere like a jenga tower and I don’t know how to handle it. The only somewhat healthy option is getting out, which isn’t an option for a while. I’m...
“Meghan, you are so negative that you could give an AlkaSeltzer heartburn” I get a comment like this just about every day. A lot of the people around me consider me to be overly pessimistic; I couldn’t disagree more with this assumption. It’s true that I’m not overly cheery, but this isn’t because I’m miserable and view life in a bad light. Lately I...
Home (n.); An environment offering security and happiness. A valued place regarded as a refuge or place of origin. New Jersey is not my home. I don’t know where home is at this point. I think I might be an alien; I’m homesick for a place I have yet to discover. There are things that I treasure here, but I feel the need to wander away, constantly. This place is home to bad memories...
Lately it seems that everyone (myself included (especially)) is having a rough time. Honestly one thing that has been getting me through a lot of this has been thinking about happier times. If you have any that you think will make me smile, feel free to share. Anyway, here are some of mine: - The summer days years ago, when my Aunt Kathy would take myself, my older brother, and my cousins Brian...
infectuoushumanwaste: Listen up! My favorite is RAPIDASH… It…cute…lovey…smart…plus…amazing…you think so?…oh yes…it…stunning…kindly…love it! Hug it…when…sleeping…warm and cuddly…spectacular…ravishing…Opps! Look at the time! I kept you too long! Thanks for hearing me out! HE KNOWS JUST HOW I AM FEELING
Today I woke up and got dressed like I normally do. In all honesty I kind of had my head in the clouds and school was the absolute last place I wanted to be. I walked through the parking lot and realized my pants werent staying up. It wasn’t until then that I realized that I didnt fit into my clothes really much at all. Like, I was able to pull the wasteband of my jeans out about 2 or 3...
“An admirer is too shy to meet you. Be on the look out and make the first move!” AW YEAH.
Almost every day, I mention how excited I am to graduate. I feel like a square peg being forced through a round hole, and I always have. There are people around here that I care about naturally. But so often I feel like NO ONE sees eye to eye with me. For example, the other day I sent one of my good friends a ‘scary’ music video as a joke. She told me in response that I needed to...
How considerate people are capable of being. People sympathize and try to connect, every now and then, when others have differences. The funny part about this is how, at the same exact time, people are very capable of being completely ignorant to everything but themselves. For example, today in good old western civ we were discussing how because people in other countries see us through media...
Words alone never could save us.
When I was little I had a second cousin that I would see every now and then. Her name is Kirby. She lives upstate a little, by Shawnee. We were born just two or three weeks apart. We used to have sleepovers together sometimes and play games with her little siblings. I remember that her house was one of those places that never had anything askew and we had to take our shoes off at one of the front...
Somebody told me that to get through tough times, embrace the arts. Today I really thought that over. I think I’m going to make another altered book, sort of as a reminder of what being in new jersey has meant for me.
Well, you know what they say...
This week has been a challenge a lot more so than I expected. Last night I reached my boiling point, for sure, and it left me physically exausted. But you know what? I think that I’ve reached bottom, and from now on I just want to look up. Today I decided to get all of my emotions out and I honestly feel so, so much better. It won’t change anything, but I feel a relieved knowing that I...
Call me bitter
But I want you to be aware of every tear that’s fallen out of my fucking eyesockets because I cared for you, and how you not being around is destroying me. The best way to describe how I’m feeling is like a wounded animal. The more I find out, the more ripped apart and completely stupid I feel about the way I feel. Today was supposed to be a happy day.
allieninspace asked: At the risk of sounding like a total creeper, I just have to say that I feel like we are a lot alike, even though I have never even met you. I am experiencing a lot of the same thoughts and feelings. So if you are crazy, that means I'm crazy as well. I too, am especially afraid that once I get away I still won't belong. But I think it is a necessary risk, at least for me.