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The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are...– Fernando Pessoa (via runawaytrain)
SOMETIMES WHILE I RIDE THE SUBWAY I TRY TO LOOK AT EACH PERSON AND IMAGINE WHAT...– DEAN SPADE (via 1112pm)
The first time someone shows you who they are, believe them.– Maya Angelou (via creatingaquietmind)
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bananasfoster42 replied to your post: It never fails that my mother sends me a random… sorry love :( Thank you dear,but don’t be. I wrote that in the throes of feelings, and now I have let them go. I was blessed to go out today with the friends and a had a fantastic time, so I feel a whole lot better. I guess I just needed some perspective.
It never fails that my mother sends me a random demoralizing text whenever I’m on the verge of an existential crisis. I think that I am gonna get a credit card, max it out on what I need to get out of dodge and perhaps, maybe, possibly entertain the notion of never coming back.
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You’ll probably find that the worst-case scenarios for both paths are about the...– “When to Make Massive and Ballsy Changes For Your Career” (via)
Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts; not amidst joy.– Felicia Hemans (via loveyourchaos)
my phone call to Sal Paradise
me: I want Sal to come our party but I'm afraid to call him
Iris: Fine, I'll do it!!!!
me: No, I've GOTTA do it!
Iris: *snatches the phone outta my hand*
Iris: *shows me the screen*
me: No, that's his mom's number...
Iris: Oh, so THIS must be his cell....push the button?
me (panicked): No, not yet!
Iris (eagerly): Push the button?????
Iris (cheerfully): Okay, push the button!!!!
me: Wait, no!!!!!!!
me: Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God...
Iris: *hands me the phone*
me: * about to die*
Sal (in low voice): Hullo?
Sal (sleepily): Yeah?
me: This is Diane. How you doin?
Sal: (surprised) Oh,hi. I'm good. how are you?
me: I'm fine. I'm callin cause me and some of the friends are getting together and we want you to come.
Sal: Oh...um... I might not be in town in this weekend.
me: Oh! Well, okay.
Sal: My roommate and I might be goin' up north. One of my friend's is givin' the talk at my old Hall.
me: Oh,well that's nice!
Sal: But thanks for letting me know.
me: You're welcome.
(awkward silence #1)
me: So..um....how you've been?
(awkward silence #2)
me: That's good..So, if you ARE gonna be in town, do you want to give me a call back and let me know?
Sal: Yeah. Yeah, I'll do that. Thanks for calling me and um... thanks for letting me know.
me: Cool. Okay, bye!
(I hung up)
Iris : (on Youtube) I am so proud of you..dang it, why isn't there a "YAY!!!" sound effect on here?!...Okay, this is the most triumphant song I know...
Iris: (turns on "I JUST HAD SEX" by AKON and The Lonely Island)
computer: "I just had seeeexxx and it felt so goooddd...."
me: I HATE YOU!!!!!! I...HATE.... YOU..... Have I told you how much I hate you?!
Iris: (maniacal laughter)
I GOT THE PLACE.
The realtor called me about an hour ago to tell me that dream-flat is as good as mine. This is the first time I’ve been stoked about something in ages!
back to the drawing board;
I went to that job interview yesterday. I thought it went well… so why did the guy hire somebody else? I’m going to spend my afternoon chained to my computer, AGAIN, crossing down the list of jobs on Craigslist, eBay, Indeed and CareerBuilder. I also am planning on having people meet Iris and I at CJ Barrymore’s Saturday night. I’m making an effort to try to reach out to...
para los hermanos caídos y los perdido amantes;
He pasado las últimas quatro semanas pensando en lo que salió mal, y lo que yo debería haber dicho y hecho. Estoy cansada. Te amo, pero algunas dias, te odio tambien. No importa lo que hago, me siento como que estoy tratando de escapar de mis sentimientos por ti. Lloro cada vez que la unidad más allá de su antigua dirección.¿Por qué no puedo superarlo? Quiero olvidarme de ti. Odio lo mucho que mi...
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THANK THE LORD
I have a job interview on Monday. Hopefully by the end of the week, this’ll be me: Look at me now, look at me now Oh, I’m getting paper Look at me now Oh, look at me now
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I’m bringing sexy back. Them other boys don’t know how to act. I think you’re...– Casanova (via historysaidwhat)
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"you've changed so much;"
(or, the gateway of my private hell) My dear sister graduated this evening. We went to the same high school. As hard as I tried to look happy for her on her big day, all I could think about was how awful it was when I was there. I’ve spent the last three years out of high school trying to pretend that it didn’t happen to me. Whenever I have to go back, or whenever I run into a teacher...
Whether or I'm at work or not, I'm still chained...
If I’m out of work, I’m looking for work. If I’ve got work, I’m online all day to try to find things to make me forget about having gone to work.
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It’s PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!– George Washington Carver (via historysaidwhat)
Me and my friends when we get older
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The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow...– W.B. Yeats (via justbesplendid)