March 2012
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I never knew it was “Call me Mr. Benzedrine.” I find it ironic that I would find this out after just reading about Benzedrine today. That is my cool story for today. It’s taking a long ass time to read this Ginsberg autobiography. Week is so much better than last week though. NO HOMEWORK. Just a lot of things that I want to do; none of it is that important. Skins, Skins, Skins is...
February 2012
smells-like-teen-angst:
Daddy interrogates daughter to get a confession on who is her favorite parent.
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Today I was tired. Today I didn’t care. Today I ate cereal. Today I felt like shit. Today was okay. Today I was dying. Today I was enlightened. Today I was annoyed. Today I was quiet. Today was beautiful. Today I reviewed. Today I realized I can’t do this. Today I want things to be like before. Today I caved in. Today I won’t sleep. Today I watched Skins. Today is already fucking...
Listening with compassion means putting judgments aside. This quality of...
– Carol Hwoschinsky (via moreofamore)
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Lazy weekends make me feel equal parts happy and worthless. Tomorrow should consist of all the things I didn’t do these past four days. But it won’t. I highly doubt it will. 2,157 pages are waiting for me. So is this Word document. And Skins. Tony got hit by a bus. I haven’t quite gotten over that yet.