December 2010
86 posts
work gives me a lot of time to think. i can break 2010 down into two distinct cycles. the same exact story in each. the similarities in the situations are frightening. down to the number of people involved, their relationship to each other, personalities, and the ending pattern. as the year comes to a close, the second cycle seems to be making its final strokes. i’m just going to have to...
RIP Rosie the Riveter →
Everybody wanna know what my achilles heel is LOVE I dont get enough of it All I get is these vampires and blood suckers All I see is these n-ggas I’ve made millionnaires Milling about, spilling there feelings in the air All I see is these fake f-cks with no fangs Tryna draw blood from my ice cold veins
I had a fairly productive day. Applied for some jobs and some internships. Already heard back from one of the internships. He can’t offer me a paid position unfortunately. Well, hopefully someone out there has something for me! Feelin hopeful.
Masters in this Hall, Hear ye news to-day Brought from over sea, And ever I you pray:
Nowell! Nowell! Nowell! Nowell, sing we clearl Holpen are all folk on earth, Born is God’s son so dear: Nowell! Nowell! Nowell! Nowell, sing we loudl God to-day hath poor folk raised And cast a-down the proud.
My boat strikes something deep. At first, sounds of silence, waves. Nothing has happened; Or perhaps everything has happened And I am sitting in my new life. -– Rumi
well despite the crying this morning and the giant argument with a close friend and the fact that i established i need a new base friend group (because any interaction i have with the sorority types apparently confuses them), I HAD AN EXCELLENT DAY.
went with my hippest home friend to:
the art museum. when we proceeded to act like five year olds, making fun of the paintings and taking over the...
AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. i was doing so well too. FUUCCCKKKK.
sorry yall. just venting. no one that follows me here will get mad or annoyed and patronize me for any comments i might make.
slowly realized how much college has matured me. i find myself barely able to tolerate talking to people that i used to associate myself with daily. i can’t really relate to their lives anymore. hearing a girl’s tale of her exciting first kiss with a new boy means absolutely nothing to me. i really just cannot relate to the feelings she was trying to express. perhaps im mistaking...
well goodness, im blushing, this hasn’t happened for a while. hello past, how have you been? do i see history repeating itself?
so i will continue on my path, now knowing a little more about myself and my situations. and in this knowing, i am finding great comfort.
WARNING
about to tumbl mad pictures of cute animals.
my apologizes for blowing up your dashboard.
had a lengthy conversation tonight with someone whose life is actually complicated and falling apart. made me thankful that most of my problems are petty and that overall my life is good. i am going to try and not complain as much. i think it will do me a lot of good. i’ve come to realize that i am actually pretty blessed. i should acknowledge this more.
hah. this is more of a thanksgiving...
mixtape
i took a poem that i wrote a while ago and didn’t like, and messed with it. tried to make it have no rhyme or reason. destruction of sentence structure to give me inner balance and clarity. i like it a lil better now. so here goes i suppose:
what is that? in the corner of the room settles. on the floor boards bare.
why it couldn’t be? that so long unseen red stream gushing?
i had...
itsjustindie:
Darling I’m down and lonely, when with the fortunate only. I’ve been looking for something else.
I love the word darling. Now a days it’s only “babe, baby….. Ho” But darling. Call a girl darling and watch her heart melt. How many other dudes out there do you think shes going to hear that from? Tip for the young fellas out there. Try and mean it too.
A man walks down the street He says why am I soft in the middle now Why am I soft in the middle The rest of my life is so hard I need a photo-opportunity I want a shot at redemption Don’t want to end up a cartoon In a cartoon graveyard
i can’t live like this anymore.
change. change. change. change.
need to have no expectations, so i will never be disappointed.
need to lack a vision, so my dreams will never be crushed.
need to lose the common perception of beauty, so i will never hate myself.
….and i always thought i wasn’t needy. huh.
