Panic! At the disco
The disco being my empty empty apartment that I am moving out of in the morning. So many stresses. I’m either going to explode or implode soon. halp plz.
Him: you're too young to have been in love before, aren't you?
Me: yeah. probably.
Start sinking, everytime I get to thinking It’s easier to keep on moving Never stop to let the truth in Sometimes I feel like it’s all been done Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one Sometimes I wanna change everything I’ve ever done Too tired to fight and yet too scared to run And if I stop for a minute I think about things I really don’t wanna know And I’m...
One day I’m going to grow wings A chemical reaction Hysterical and useless Hysterical and …
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And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself (or you know, maybe a few days, a couple weeks. nah probably almost a month now)
aioli, bresaola, confit, arugula, aleppo, cacio di bosco, cavatelli, carbonara, evoo, crostata, tarragon. my head is spinning. let’s give this another go in the morning.
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a mix between the real world and the third reich
was I pushed away? did I run away? what have I become? what am i now? why so many bitter feelings? did my own thoughts and ideas distort reality to be something I loathe? I hope that I can reconstruct my mind and my thoughts to what they used to be and get some of that life back. There was a time that I was so happy. All the necessary ingredients are there, just not me.
outside on my ~balcony~ thinking about life and clearing my brain.
yesterday was such an awesome day. taking st john’s wort everyday for a little while, i really believe that it works. It even made me tolerate my parents for an entire day without getting frustrated once. Impressive. “seriously? a guy with an art tattoo? you are SO my daughter.” -connie hanselman
might actually try and write that hipster romance novel i was talking about the other day. maybe i’ll make it a whole series. different types of hipsters in various senarios. though im not sure what kind of audience that would appeal to. wanna-be-hip suburban tweens possibly? mmmm ill think about this more later.
I really do appreciate waking up early. Especially when I am rested. My head is a lot clearer and it is a lot easier to think about life without all the distractions of the rest of the(/my) world being awake. Though right now the feelings are sad and nostalgic, I do love the opportunity. Summer has only just begun, and I already feel like I am back in Ohio. Isloated. Having time to think. I even...
BASICALLY FEEL LIKE DYING RIGHT NOW
no. scratch that. taking all that back. my week was just too good to be crushed. i may be in over my head in all directions, but at least im happy here. not just happy. giddy. going to sleep soundly now while visions of pollocks dance in my head.
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the fact that this has me ending my fan-fucking-tastic week on such a bad note says a lot about me and my thought process. putting things into perspective.
i did everything in my power to set off on my own and do what i thought would get rid of this awful feeling. try and cure every trace of the bad thoughts that i dislike so much. but they are still there. completely. it is an unhealthy sign. and possibly a sign of a situation i need to escape from. and on this journey i believe i got in way over my head in other ways