February 2012
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Là où je suis née-Camille
When you start getting anxious, tell yourself it’s lying, it’s wrong and people do love you.
These are the reminders I need. Anxiety will not get the best of me, I refuse. Fuck that. I want to be happy and make people happy too!
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So tell me lady whatcha say that we liberate some love? I’ve got it on for you and nothing to lose or left to prove this world.
Oh how I am enjoying Chuck Ragan lately. With that, goodnight.
I had the epitome of an off day. All around. I’m glad to be ending it off alright!
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Daddy interrogates daughter to get a confession on who is her favorite parent.
Hahahahaha so my final marks went up online...I...
I will walk from one end of this blasted city to the other. Tomorrow. Because fuck everything else I was going to do, I just want to go to my mom’s office, knock on the door, bring her lunch, and just sit on the floor reading while she works. Yes, tomorrow I want to be seven.
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Storytime.
I once had a friend who up and decided to go live somewhere where nobody knew him. He was once a really good friend. We’ll call him X. He was stupid, sad, unstable, and unreliable. I am not like him in that sense at all. He was carefree, I am too careful. Anyway, I digress. X moved to the mountains where he thought he could love himself and the thigns around him. He was brave. He was...
This my dear, this is the weekend where I need constant love, affection, and company. hahaha I’m a pathetic asswipe. Someone get my some smokes or something. I’m sinking in a sea of poop and the feeling of needing to sleep life off. God I’m shaking nervous. This is all quite strange.
I please me. That is all. Goodnight.
social media is so not my friend these days. i see too much, the lump forms in my throat, i get stressed out, nothing that needs doing gets done. fuck this all.
Update.
I can cross my eyes. I have an artist for my foot tattoo. I am proOoOoOoOocrastinating on this family studies homework. Eh, I am going to probably just do this all after midnight and just fucking eat grapefruit and watch Come Dine With Me Canada until 10. Mom, come sit on this couch with me! My Lizza isn’t even home :(
This is the face of not giving a fuck. Sue me.
I am not an Adele free blog for a little while....
Best Song Written For Visual Media
WINNER “I See The Light” (From “Tangled”) - Alan Menken & Glenn Slater, songwriters (Mandy Moore & Zachary Levi)
My Pascal stuffed animal and I have agreed this was our favourite of the night.
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Sometimes you just hang on for dear life because it’s all that you know you should, can, and would prefer to do. You can make a million lists of pros and cons, but nothing is that systematic. Some things just are.
I’m happy today. I’m happy because I haven’t spoken to hardly anyone in two hours. I’m cooped up in a little corner and I’m happy about that, actually! These independent classes kick ass…but I am going to forget when lunch starts and my phone’s on silent so I won’t even know when people are trying to text me out of my corner. Meeeep. I’m a...
“We are the girls with anxiety disorders, filled appointment books, five-year...”
– Courtney Martin (via setyourcompass)
(via la-sae)
Day 2 of no smoking of attempt number 2 in 2 months. Two two two. I can stop convincing myself that its not that bad for me and realize that its killing my insides. I hate the gym, or Id use that as an excuse that I have other healthy aspects of my life, but I can do this one healthy thing no effort and no cash!
She’s not a ticket out or a safe house. I can scream, but it will only hurt my throat. God I shouldn’t be posting this anyway.
Sometimes I feel kicked in the gut, or like someone’s fucking with me a lot of the time. I’m always the idiot. I’m always the loser. Whatever, I’m a fucking beauty and I don’t give a fuck about much or else it eats away at me, I suppose.
“He knew that I love you also means I love you in a way that no one loves you, or...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated (via bookmania)
I miss NYC & not having a heavy heart.
Monday.
After school I went in to get information on a spur of a moment job at this nutrition clinic near home. Fine, cool. I thought they needed a receptionist or something, but no, some 19 year old kid comes out and has a 45 minute long interview with me about becoming a nutrition rep for them and selling their product.Hahahahaha, yeah, like some fucking Mary Kay ass Avon fucking independent business...
To sleep or not to sleep…
biff
I’ll listen to this album once…then go to bed…haha who am I kidding, it’s 1am…I need to read or something. Fuck sleep tonight. Pretending school won’t come tomorrow. Loser. Whatever.
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I’ll meet you in the middle like it’s goin’ out of style
I miss exam week already…new classes tomorrow…all independent courses…still have to be in school, fuck the world. I am going to need to read some good books because friends will not be involved, and school is a piece of poo. Here’s to baking for snacks alone and maybe even hoping babe/Maggiehas some sort of spare in one of those periods.
