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$$$
Why is money so hard to earn? I should be rolling in rubles not crying over my slowly eroding SIP...
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Full stop. And the rest of the words fall right off the pages.
Have a good life too.
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Get up, bitch!
Where there is desire
There is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame
Someone's bound to get burned
But just because it burns
Doesn't mean you're gonna die
You gotta get up and try, try, try
You gotta get up and try, try, try
You gotta get up and try, try, try
Funny how the heart can be deceiving
More than just a couple times
Why do we fall in love so easy
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Flirt
It's ridiculous how I have continued this flirtation with basketball for over a decade now. From the day we first met, I'd known, it wasn't going to last. There was no happily ever after in this story.
There were moments where I was filled with hope, that maybe, just maybe, we could work it out, we could last forever. I had allowed myself such ( Read more... ) -
Job Hunt
Fuck this job hunt, I should embrace my true calling and be an actor. -
Refills don't come easy
It's because you make my heart burn with such a flame, that on those nights where you are beyond my reach, I feel so hollow.
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A really fat leaf of a brain
My brain is like a fat juicy leaf. The stomata all over it opens and closes absorbing information from the environment. Inside the leaf itself, mitochondria work hard to produce energy for the absorption process, and I store everything in the neat little vacuoles. It is always a flurry of activity inside, a constant synthesizing and processing of ( Read more... ) -
The Beat Goes On
Ordinarily maybe someone would give up, or maybe even say some thing, kick up a fuss. I'm not quite ready to do any of that. Even so, who's to say what's ordinary and what's extraordinary. I'm just lying on the spectrum and I suppose so are you. Giving up, on the other hand, is not so much a spectrum but a distinct choice like a fork in the road. ( Read more... ) -
When reading Murakami
Whenever I'm lying down on my couch, reading, I feel this insatiable need to eat something, usually meat. A juicy piece of chicken or slices of salmon sashimi. Once I stand up to respond, however, I am weighed down by the immense feeling that I am so full I should never eat again.
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Home is reality
For six weeks the anticipation of coming back had me bordering on madness, but on my last night all I felt was nervousness. I was getting cold feet about coming home.
When I actually landed, the sinking feeling hit me almost immediately. It was worse than I had expected. Aggravated by the contrast provided by my sister's "same same but different" ( Read more... )