Friday, July 31, 2015

I seem to always be bored. It makes me angry that I can even find time to be bored despite having a very busy life! It also makes me feel disappointed in myself that I’m wasting time when life is so short. In truth, the only time I think boredom can be a problem is if it’s sustained. 

 On a similar note, and thanks to the internet, I think boredom is in part a reaction to our constant stimulation. More than anything, I feel like I’ve reached my limit right now with how much media and pop culture I can consume on a daily basis.

today is the last day of my vacation within vacation. time to get things started! graduation here i come!!!

Monday, July 27, 2015

When you’re living so intensely in your head there isn’t any difference between what you imagine and what actually takes place. Therefore, you’re both omnipotent and powerless. Sometimes I get the feeling that I’m living two separate lives. One that’s all in my head, and another that’s me out in the world, being funny or friendly or bitchy, bouncing off other people in a million and one ways. The me in my head is quiet, serious, and not willing to apologize for that. She is also anxious, obsessive, and unyieldingly ambitious (not always a positive thing). Sometimes I am so tired of her, and this usually means I need to put down the laptop, change out of my pajamas, and go join the rest of the human race IRL.

Friday, July 24, 2015

how can we be hypocrites? having such big contrasts in the way we act and think... how can i be so independent yet vulnerable at the same time?
im often confused with my self-identity. as i grow up, being more exposed to the world, i gain knowledge and experiences but it does take time to figure out what is happening, where is that going to bring me next.

i suppose such occurrences happen to every individual, bombarded by random events that shape us in to who we are at every other moment. it truly is phenomenal, perhaps some of us have relived the history of someone, who knows?

since time is a constant change, there is never one point where we stay the same. how crazy is that? then what will we become? what have we become? who were we, who are we, who will we be? this is why i find the world to be a giant mystery, and nothing is more real than the past. it is literally the only thing we can reference from. i'm just excited to discover about myself from who i was the day before. yay!

Thursday, July 16, 2015


vulnerability is when you open yourself, deep and raw to someone completely.

but what if they abuse this privilege and does not recognise this, then all i can say is, that's a shame. at least on my part i gave the individual a chance but even forgiven, there wouldn't be another time again.

Sunday, July 12, 2015

i dont even give a single fuck to anyone out there AHhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

-virtual scream- fuck you fuck you fuck you youyouoysaiyhdjksbadjaf ddbmwasbmnbdnsmnfdsmnsdfs m,
People are power, they are a drive and a form of energy.

I think people, too many persons have disappointed me. And I've come to learn where I shan't expect anyone other than myself. It is dreadful and tiring... of waiting, expecting, but nothing comes.

Therefore, TRUST NO BITCH!

Wednesday, July 8, 2015


Sunday, July 5, 2015

If psychic powers are the cost of admission to knowing you, you’ll be awfully lonely.

I don’t know how the future looks. I don’t know how my own future looks. I’m tired of constant agony. I’m tired of having everything I say or write seem like a cry for help. I feel like I am rotting.