I feel bummed for the sake of and on behalf of other people. It's useless and inappropriate to think my heart is actually stretching that far , it's probably just self centeredness disguised as caring. How can I get rid of it?

(Answer: booze...or therapy.)

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I used to be loud. I used to be brash, and funny, and I used to love spending time with other vibrant people like me.

Now I'm quiet, and prefer spending time alone or with other rather quiet people, or with loud people who enjoy having somebody listen to them.

I'm shy again. How? Life is odd.

I'll be posting these on here and Tumblr.

-Music reccomendations
-Obsessive pop culture explorations
-skepticism and science

stay tuned.

It's so fulfilling to flirt and to enter the early stages of a date(ing) largely because both people are putting a show on of the best aspects of themselves. It is easier to find those rare glowing qualities in someone who's trying to convince you to fall in love with or to fuck them, than it is in friendships or acquaintanceships ( Read more... )

I still like inventing crushes on people I see everyday, and I always have. It makes mundane interactions so much more fun ( Read more... )

New job. Real job, real money, real benefits. Life is good ( Read more... )

Time to enter it.
I've been too obsessed with having friends and or a boyfriend. I need to become comfortable with me, by myself, relaxing, or being productive, or not going out. Fun is sometimes to be had alone.

This isn't permanent. But maybe for a week or two more, until I get sick of it, I'm spending most of my time by myself, deliberately.

Don't do drugs. Ever. Not even alcohol. In fact I'd recommend steering clear of coffee, too. My happy juice is all gone, despite the fact that my life is going great, and I think it has something to do with these substances.

Going to Cleveland for far too long tomorrow because my mom bought the plane tickets. They last from TUESDAY till SATURDAY. Unfairly long. I hate Cleveland and being there depresses me. So add that to the reason I'm there, my grandpa's funeral service on Thursday, and I don't know how I'm going to make it through ( Read more... )

I'm so sick of being healthy. So sick of caring so much about not being caught in codependency. Sick of being so logical and careful. I can't stand how cautious and rational I am.

It's time to get a motorcycle license and date assholes. And did I mention the tattoos and hard drugs?