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Thursday, November 19th, 2009
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| Time: | 10:08 pm. |
| Music: | sex and the city. |
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cookies n cream ice cream out of the carton.
So here i am eating my feelings.
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Friday, November 13th, 2009
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"But i believe love to be pain, anguish, sacrifice, torturous, and fighting and being able to get over it"
My heart wrenched while agony wrung my face.
"Oh my." trespassed my mind shamelessly
All i wanted to do was crawl up next to him and say "No, No, No dear it is anything but those emotions. Love is sweet rapture, ecstasy, bliss, forgiving, understanding, accepting, desire, and living through new experiences."
Maybe i am the naive one, living in a fairytale with my eyes sealed shut so no horrid emotions will ever be able to seep through into my utopian mind.
And i can feel the earth shudder under my feet at such a thought: Love is the enemy. So what is Hate? Or is Love the seed that sprouted Hate?
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Thursday, November 5th, 2009
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The real you is not half the man i have built you up to be in my head.
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Wednesday, October 28th, 2009
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I love life and even though i think i am a mix of existenialism and objectivism (i know fairly clash) every time i listen to "pure imagination" i can't help but feel that this is life: What is reality? Hold your breath Make a wish Count to three Come with me And you'll be In a world of Pure imagination Take a look And you'll see Into your imagination We'll begin With a spin Traveling in The world of my creation What we'll see Will defy Explanation If you want to view paradise Simply look around and view it Anything you want to, do it Wanta change the world? There's nothing To it There is no Life I know To compare with Pure imagination Living there You'll be free If you truly wish to be
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Monday, October 5th, 2009
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The other day i was driving and i felt an absurd object in my mouth which started melting and consuming my thoughts. When i registered what it was i almost forgot that i was driving. Reality. All of a sudden my impenetrable bubble of happiness was shot. I am a lost adolescent. My beliefs are concrete. My thoughts are air: they blow by but i can't see them. They are inaudible and hard to comprehend. I can feel something but i just can't fathom it. I feel as though i am water every changing and always grounded. i can go anywhere and take many forms but who i am is essential for my life but it is hard to follow what i am . You can imbibe me and i will become part of you. You can bathe in me and feel me caress every part of you. I can stimulate your brain or cleanse your body of adolescent mistakes. I am around. All around. With my thoughts of air and my body of water i am unavoidable and inescapable. But what am i? And where will i end up?
I want to lay in bed with you next to me speaking of how we will die someday and it is ok because we have lived.
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Saturday, September 19th, 2009
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| Time: | 9:02 pm. |
| Mood: | blank. | | Music: | mute. |
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When will the fighting stop. After multiple battles have been lost when do you decide you have lost the war?
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Thursday, September 17th, 2009
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Wrap me up in song and produce me as a melody. I am bored so i will be in sheets for the next 30 minutes. Incoherent and beautiful. Tears of Joy but they run as sadness. Incomplete but perfect. Forever but it never started. Blue eyes and a yellow smile. Riddle me this, the answer to my question: What is time?

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Wednesday, September 9th, 2009
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You are always coming and going. Now it is time for you to decide if you want to stay or if you want to leave. there is no right answer but just choose and be done with it.
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Thursday, September 3rd, 2009
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I am listening to the backstreet boys
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Thursday, August 27th, 2009
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I swear, by my life and my love for it, that i will never live for the sake of another man nor ask another man to live for the sake of mine.
I just don't understand how someone can willingly be ok with their hard work being given to the homeless people of atlanta? I just don't understand why anyone is ok with taxes in general. Ok i understand we need some taxes and that not everyone receiving aid is a terrible person but let's face it most of them are. There are so many peoplei have met that trhough thick and thin they have kept their head above water by good old fashion hard work. Why does this concept seem so out dated? I know it seems crazy that our ancestors would only reap what they sow.....but you only gain what you put effort into! I just don't understand? Call me a capitalist bitch but unless you are paralyzed where not even your vocal chords work i think you should be dead....you arn't doing much anyway. I bet one day i will be one of those cripples....i hope i contribute a little more than helping plants photosythesize. It seems so ridiculous to me that ANYONE shoudl EXPECT money from the government. or EXPECT anything from another because they arn't as privilidged. Now, i realize i am spoiled. I realize i have had great circumstances but i work. I go to school not by the mercy of my parents but by my choice and if it wern't for the GA lottery paying for my school i have money in order to pay for my school on MY own. You know in the animal kingdom, animals naturally try to keep all members safe. It is not forced. Animals, however, do cast away any animal which is a good for nothing. What happened? When did people start thinking that the schmucks of the sociaty deserve a chance, too? Nay, not a chance but aid to help them live a life that people who work hard TRY to have. The U.S preisdent Obama stated that thoe without medical insurance will be able to get the same kind of medical attention as lawyers or businessmen. How is that fair? Now now now don't get me wrong i fully believe the medical industry is a service not a business and that anyone seeking medical attention should never be turned away. That being said the same kind of attention and treatment? Now that is crossing the line...just a little. If i get my face ripped off and i go to the doctor for surgery i would never expect the same kind of outcome than if i were Pam An who has a ton of money. I would expect half my face still dismemebered. That is life. I work hard so that way if that scenario happens i can get GREAT medical insurance so my face can be reconstructed as well as if pan an got hers off. I just don't understand? In my mind there is absolutely no excuse for anyone, especially in the state of GA, where the government pays for your college if you maintain a 3.0 average...which let's face it if you are not making a 3.0 anyway you might as well not be in school and you should find a job working at a local business anyway. If you are not making good grades don't pay and certainly don't let others pay for you to fail. I digress, any person in GA who wishes to have job in a field with a higher paying salary and do not wish to just climb the internal rungs of a business (Because college is not the only way to succeed) then maybe you are just genetically predispositioned to work at McDOnalds and you know what THERE IS NO SHAME IN WORKING there. There is no such thing as a bad job. Any job brings you money and that is the point. Every job will help you grow, do not complain. Just about any job out there will offer some benefit...unless it really is just a ma and pa place in which case pick up a side job at pizza hut where they will give you life insurance along with medical and dental insurance.
There is no excuse for failure other than yourself. That may be tough to think about and that might hurt but that is the truth. Perseverance, motivation, and positivity are the only things which separate me from the homeless man living on the intersection of Edgewood and piedmont.
ATLAS WILL SHRUG
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Thursday, August 13th, 2009
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Tomorrow is not guaranteed I say live life and be free Take my hand and walk with me Into the world i play in- which is make believe Hold your breath and tell me what you see Don't worry It's just imaginary
Let's Run through a field and Refuse to yield to any pain or anyone I just want to have some fun
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Wednesday, August 5th, 2009
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sometimes i just want to lay down, legs spread, and say "cum on in baby"
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Thursday, July 23rd, 2009
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People say i am incredible. People say that any person should feel priveledged to be out with me. People say i am interesting. People say i am pretty. People say i am smart. People say i am funny. People say i am well rounded. People say i will go far. People say iam envied. People say i am super cool. People say a lot of things to me about me.
Sometimes i think people think i need to hear these things. I have not been on a date in over a year where the guy afterwards has not texted me almost immediatly afterwards. That being said....how do things go wrong? Sometimes me, sometimes him but all in all it is usually the guy which disappears. Disappears after telling me how much fun he had; How great i am! So great that a week later he has lost interest. I am just that good.

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Saturday, June 27th, 2009
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Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009
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| Time: | 12:43 am. |
| Mood: | excited. | | Music: | Inward singing- Tenacious D. |
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I love how my english teacher told me today "The grade is not the issue because well because you know it isn't. The issue is you not being happy with your work"
I love writing. And my paper...thank god i spoke to her today...seems a lot better b/c it is less cluttered.
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Wednesday, April 1st, 2009
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| Time: | 3:14 am. |
| Mood: | confused. | | Music: | Zombie Zoo- Tom Petty. |
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Recently, I have hit a brick wall. Suddenly, i have no idea what i want to do with my life. I mean for over a year now i have been making plans:this, that, and the other. But i find myself not knowing. I wanted to do Public Relations. I still do- i think? But i would prefer to get a business degree because you can use that in any job....b/c they are all businesses. But the classes are awful. I want to write. But some of the classes seem so plain. If i take human sexuality...which i am taking...i would be four classes away from a minor in psych...so why not? I already looked into it and that would also fulfill my 3 classes which are supposed to be outside of the business school (check). I think that is what i am going to do. Why not? Granted i have been ranting and raving about my minor in journalism b/c i love writing so much- but let's be honest you do not need to take a class to learn how to write. I mean it can help you improve but that is why we have editors.
So it suddenly dawned on me that i have been having issues because i am upset with my love life. Or not really upset because to be honest most of the time it does not really go through my mind. It is distressing to know that the general public has issues with my love life. I mean seriously IT IS EVERYWHERE! Everyone asks "how is school? How are your jobs? Oh you still doing two jobs! So do you have a boyfriend?". They ask as though that is one of the requirements to make someone approve my life style or more so for their approval in general. YES I AM A BIG DYKE BECAUSE I HAVE NO ONE TO LOVE! I love myself! I love loving myself. I mean don't get me wrong i would love to love someone. But i don't need to be constantly reminded of my failure in love. THANKS! I feel even my parents think i am lacking in the love department. I mean i am. Everyone is right. but that does not mean i am not happy. If anything the constant reminder i am alone is worse THAN ACTUALLY BEING ALONE! And i mean part of me just wants to face it no guy will be what i want- i refuse to settle. And it makes me wonder what is the point of school if i am not going to have a family. That sounds kind of crazy but there are so many things i would like to do and experience and the only thing which keeps me back is wanting to have a family when i am older. But when i really think about it.....i do not think i will have one. That sounds sad... but people are too normal for me. I like a degree of normalcy but i have so many quirks that i think it would take a hell of a guy to deal with my oxymoronic personality.
I was talking to my oldest sister about life and she suddenly said to me "It must be awful being smart, successful, and beautiful" "Why?" "You will never meet someone who is equal in worth to you" "Why would you say that?" "People like you are dying out" "Why would you say that?" "Because people are far too intimidated to make your aquaintance." That is not exactly how the convo went...but pretty close. I never even thought of things like that.
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Thursday, March 26th, 2009
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SO i had two cups of coffee this evening. Well wed evening. And i am so strung out it isn't funny. I woke up wed at 11:30. It is 6:26 and not a glimpse of sleep. I am so twacked. I think i must have made the coffee really strong...i can't believe i am so awake. Like i mean i am mentally exhausted but physically very hyped up. But it is good to know that i have to drink 150 or 85 cups of coffee, depending on the kind of coffee ,to die. So that is a relief. I feel as though this is how it would feel to be onspeed.
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Tuesday, March 24th, 2009
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-Sarah
I know we had a few good times and a few good laughs. But i just do not think you are what i am looking for. I do not think you are cool enough to be in my social circle and i do not think you are good enough in bed for me to see you again. If you would mind deleting my phone number and not ever bothering me again i would really appreciate that. I know i am too much of a pussy to respond to you and tell you the truth of my life but I will feel like a jerk for not telling you. You look nice. But you are not what i want: Not now, not ever. And please, stop looking at me.
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Thursday, March 19th, 2009
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| Time: | 6:22 pm. |
| Music: | Strippes- Shiny Toy Guns. |
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A boysa love is not tangable Flattery and Compliment are Insatiable Created especially by the Man above Beauty Cannot ever Love
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