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I find him distasteful.
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overcompensation
Please tell me how it will all matter when the earth is engulfed by the sun. Insignificance is everything.
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Is it legal to do this? I surely don’t know.
I.
You taught (me)
epic heroes
fatal flaws
I can’t finish what I start.
& what’s this promise from America?
Put your [queer] shoulder to the wheel,
(Oh Ginsburg, how you foreshadowed.)
Hang your innocent ideals
the world is
Full of promise.
You’ll do something great kid,
Watch my potential drift aimlessly about
As my hope deflates -
When you go, I will forget everything about you.
– [Sending Post Cards From A Plane Crash (Wish You Were Here)] Fall Out Boy -
Too cute not to reblog
(via llacigart)
asdfghjkl;’ that’s adorable.
I don’t fully get this, but I love it.
Laura would you like a bunny?
I would love both the T-Rex AND a bunny!
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In the light of day, when boogie-men, who are just men a little more evil than we are, die, it’s reason to cheer - to celebrate 5 minute patriotism.
“USA, USA, USA! Okay dudes, let’s play SOME BEER PONG AND GET WASTED.” & then what? They go back to being as uninformed as they were before. Unless, along with their 5 minutes of unabashed America love, they are also now 5 minute experts in the field on everything from why Obama did it, how badass it must be to serve in the military,to how backward and wrong the Islamic culture is.
I’m glad that Bin Laden won’t hurt anymore people; I am not going to revel in anyone’s death no matter how evil they might have been. I’m not a hardcore politico; I prefer national news to local news & I try to stay informed so when I talk I don’t sound like an idiot who knows nothing about the world around me. Pretending to know a lot about something you clearly don’t just makes you seem that much more a fool; I can find Pakistan on a map.
& where do we go from here? I’m curious about what Pakistan has to say. I’m nervous about the fall out from killing someone who was so revered in a culture that bears little resemblance to our own.
[These are my props to everyone in the Military who’s lives did revolve around our occupation in the Middle East, who had bigger, more realistic worries than my own, & their familes who’s sacrifices allowed my naive existence to continue unscathed.]
When it comes right down to it, Bin Laden didn’t really factor into my day to day life as a regular old American citizen. My hardest decision in life is usually, “Uhm…do I need another tee-shirt?” His death doesn’t impact me in the slightest.
The thing I’m wondering about most though, is comparible to a classic scary movie - once you kill the boogieman, another one always comes in and replaces him.
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(via c-murphy)
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Life is absurd.
Everyone runs around thinking that they are unique and their personal expierences are what makes them different from others. I hear the same silly stories everyday. A girl goes on a date and the boy is a douche to her later. Boys hate girls who are clingy. Someone hits on you because you are nice to them and this, in their mind counts as flirting. Justin Bieber pisses a lot of people off, but just as many people love him. People think these are clever and witty things that have never been expressed before. I’m just so tired of people exploiting ‘being unique’ because there really is no such thing. We are all the same. Running around in our silly lives, consuming, trying to convince ourselves that the connections we make are worth while but nothing really matters. In the scheme of life, I am just as significant as an ant. Nothing really matters. Life, it’s absurd.
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Sometimes, potiential is just smoke & mirrors.
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43rd & longing
I wish I saw you yesterday. I keep imaging what it would be like even though you stopped loving me years ago, if you ever did at all. Wonderful actress, memorized all your lines. Addictive, kept me coming back. I think of you and my blood rushes. I haven’t had a fix in such a long time. Painful really. Disconnect. & you would have been beautiful to me, even now, in spite of my love. of him. Do you know that? No. Would you care today about my pathetic attempt to capsure all my fleeting feelings for you in a missive, an open ended rambling of emotion I have carried this flame for you far too long, stop weighing me down I. Enough of you. Enough now. GIVE ME CLOSURE. And I didn’t see you. Curls captured in a loose ponytail, gathered at the nape of your delicate neck that I want to touch, caress…no. I don’t need a fix. I don’t need this game. I didn’t see you & I never will. Illusive girl with the cheshire grin.
