October 2011
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monsters.
The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.
The only reason why we ask other people how their weekend was is so we can tell them about our own weekend.
Why is it you feel like a dope if you laugh alone, but that’s usually how you end up crying?
When we don’t know who to hate, we hate ourselves.
Hysteria is only possible with an audience.
Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everybody I’ve ever known.
The idea that I can’t share my problems with other people makes me not give a shit about their problems.
The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.
When did the future switch from being a promise to being a threat?
You can only hold a smile for so long, after that it’s just teeth.
perks.
So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.
It’s strange because sometimes, I read a book, and I think I am the people in the book.
We accept the love we think we deserve.
I feel infinite.
He’s a wallflower.
Girls are weird, and I don’t mean that offensively. I just can’t put it any other way.
but this is a worse that feels too big.
Parents go out. →
goo.gl
My first thought:
Eat everything in sight:
Turn the music up:
Dance like you never would in the presence of other humans:
Just generally go crazy:
Parents come home and ask how your day was:
“It was fine”
SWAG →
goo.gl
Expectations
Reality:
Me:
elvis week 2012
tickets for events for ELVIS WEEK 2012 have already gone on sale. ughhh, am i going to miss out?? i just want to stay in the heartbreak hotel down at the end of lonely street. why is my life not perfect?!?!? =[
