Another kind of love and compassion is not based on something appearing beautiful or nice, but based on the fact that the other person, just like oneself, wants happiness and does not want suffering and indeed has every right to be happy and to overcome suffering. On such a basis, we feel a sense of responsibility, a sense of closeness toward that ( Read more... )

Sometimes I hate you.

... it's all bass-akwards and there ain't shit you can do it about it.

Sometimes it's just going along with other people.
Even if you have to realize they became douchebags.

..And the cheese stands alone..

Kaitie and I got the most unlikely fake "tattoos" (via Sharpie and Marissa) and I put the trashiest thing I could think of. I sent my parents, sister, and aunt an email ( Read more... )

"You never laugh.
I mean, you laugh sometimes, sarcastically.... but I really wanna see you just all-out laugh."

"Yeah, I guess I don't do that so much anymore."
"What happened?"
"I grew up."

"... Well, come back."

I could live in my fleece 'booty shorts' and old, oversized (stolen, sort of) tee shirts if it were remotely realistic.

Simple pleasures. :)

*Backdated for organization reasons.

Torture is legal, teacher recording students in the bathroom, politician sex scandals endorsed by their significant others, mass firings and budget cuts in education before anything else, "Obama's a terrorist," two years to catch a drug family cranking out 20 pounds of meth a month, hate crimes have no laws, mom's having sex with the basketball ( Read more... )

I have developed many ways to forget you ( Read more... )

So tonight I was organizing my schedule... putting major events/due dates into my planner and onto my whiteboard (so I can't ignore them), and I realized...

midterms are next week.

Okay, didn't we JUST get back?

Besides a to-do list that's nineteen items long, this week I have a museum visit and two papers due. And I was just informed via ( ( Read more... )

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