( Really? This is what I wake up to? )

i love you all, i love sharing things with you, and most of all; i love cluing you into life's small lessons. for example;

if you are discussing wanting to have physical relations with someone special with a good friend, please make sure that that special someone is not in the next room.

better yet, in the same house.

better yet, shut the fuck up. ( Read more... )

today my friend explained to me a theory called "pain localization" while he pinched himself hard on the arm. the theory states that if you're feeling pain over a wide area, like an ache (migraine, back ache, broken bone, pulled muscle, etc), and you "localize" the pain by pinpointing it intensely to one area, that your overall suffering ( Read more... )

just when you think everything's under control, you shit the bed.

here it goes again. i can't tell whether i've shot myself in the foot, or this is a painful healing process, like acupuncture.

well shit, how's your week been?

i'm naive. i know i am, you don't have to tell me that or explain what that is. i'm trusting and stupid, and don't believe that some very very bad things in the world actually exist. i've never known someone to be desperately poor, or to get addicted to non-prescription drugs, or to get into a gang fight. or to murder/be murdered.

you know i'm naive ( Read more... )

TOO GOOD NOT TO SHARE;

just heard through a thin wall connecting my house to another;

"WHY DID YOU JUST SHIT ON MOMMY? HUH? WHY YOU SHIT ON MOMMY?"

haaaw haaaw.

i love picking things. i love the dirty and grotesque.

i love popping pimples. i love picking scabs. i love cleaning ear wax. i love smoothing out ingrown hairs, and plucking stray ones. i love scritching off dry skin and dandruff; and not just from myself.

i love the inner workings of the human body. i love the ooey-gooey sticky bits. i love tendons ( Read more... )

really sick today. went to work. sat on the cold floor of the bathroom at work. cried at work. puked at work.

was sent home from work.

my  boss sat on the floor with me and rubbed my back and sang to me in Cantonese. i need to bring her something.

so many emotionally draining events have happened in the last twenty-four hours. i can't even process ( Read more... )

out of curiousity, not judgement, i would like to ask;

why do some people define themselves by their romantic partners? and not by their romantic partners' personalities, but by stating whether or not they have one - like THEY are an interesting fact about YOU.

if they were children, of course i would understand. you created them. they're a part of ( Read more... )

yesterday i went thrift store shopping.  if you have never stepped foot in a thrift store, like me in the first 17 years of my life, i guartantee you're missing out. there's always a jungle of interesting knick-nacks and weird contraptions that you probably never knew existed. for example, i've found legitimate native artwork, a heartfelt letter ( Read more... )