I hate life. Life is a fucking asshole who by the way, officially hates me.

Anyway. I am back at Wordpress.

I guess sometimes some things just aren't meant for you, you know?

Just gotta suck it up, bitch.

Am fucking procrastinating BMR like mad. It's due in 4 hours and I've not even started. And I have to get it done within 2 hours because I have stuff on later.

What the fuck am I doing?!?!

Anyway, as part of my procrastination, I watched our lib dub video from 2 weeks back for the gazillionth time. HAHA t'was was so much fun ;)

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I can feel an impending heart break ( Read more... )

This confusion is showing no possible signs of arriving to a halt. It is stubborn. It is headstrong. It is also pretty damn sure about itself. (the irony)

What are you doing? What are we doing? What am I doing, really?

You see the point of a (white) lie is to facilitate events that would never have taken place if not for it. The thrill of the lie is when you don't get caught and said events take place with shooting stars to boot. The fear that comes with the lie never goes away because you'll never stop wondering when and how and what would happen should you ( Read more... )

It's amazing how so much can change in merely 24 hours. Yet again, I don't know how to weigh stuff against one another so I'll just let Life do it's thing and see how it flows ( Read more... )

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"Perhaps we give the best of our hearts uncritically - to those who hardly think about us in return."
- T. H. White (as quoted on OTH)

How do you even begin to rebuild the diminished hope and faith you had in people, wrenched so forcefully from your hands with no mercy pardoned? People you love most nonetheless, to be able to warrant them entry ( Read more... )

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I need to stop assuming that everything's gonna turn out perfectly fine. Because things are never fine. And when that new realisation repels the prior one for the millionth time, it just tugs at the seams of your soul once more and rips another bit of it off you. It hurts, but you know you deserve it.