It's much easier to embrace the flaws in others than in yourself.

How do you tell yourself, "I'm not attractive," "I'm not intelligent," "I'm insignificant on the grander scheme of things," "Quite possibly, I will not become everything I wanted" or "One day, I will die" ?

Do we (do i?) lie to ourselves to avoid our human conditionIt's ( Read more... )

I've removed myself (my things) from my room.
When I feel slightly excluded, I tend to completely exclude myself.
I've grown to abhor things I originally accepted in idea, but ultimately had to reject in practice.
I only feel lonely around you.

"best lay i (n)ever had"
-placebo

"I'd tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past..."
I'm listening to Tom Waits, recounting the last month to myself (or the lack of a month).

Again I change, yet I'm not sure how.

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"this is why we're in so much trouble. no more sex after midnight"
-quote from go fish

the things girls say to each other.

(how much of myself can I fit within these parantheses?)

"i bet what you're saying is really interesting, but right now, i know this song is really good--so if you'd wait a minute, that'd be great"

-implied quotation by M

One day, someone finally asked Diogenes, "Well, if there is no truth, what should the philosopher do?" He did not bother answering, because if he answered, he would be affirming that something was true, thus he would be contradicting himself. So all he did was wiggle his finger. In other words, "Just join the flux; become part of the flow."

Excerpt from my sister's senior paper on firemen:

"Small petite cars with small hoses attached, huge long red big manly trucks that have long hoses which can spit out 1000s of gallons of water to soak the hot fire per minute. They too used to the helicopter"note: this is the final draft, the teacher put a check over those two divine sentences-- ( Read more... )

I'm unfit for any type of relationship. I suppose I lack that particular gene--the "good at relationships" gene. In retrospect, it makes sense as my mother has never really had any; and, my father has his 7th marriage. I've inherited it from both sides--or rather, I didn't.

It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't so much want one. Such is life.
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