March 2010
Deep inside.
Sometimes when I’m walking tall, I’m afraid that people will find out that I’m actually a midget on stilts. Or the mini alien in a synthetic robotic human shell from Men in Black.
That’s enough self-loathing for tonight.
Caps Lock.
Nikki: vinz y u mad
Me: BECAUSE I CAN'T ADAPT TO STUPIDITY.
Nikki: WAY TO BE AN ASSHOLE
Never really thought about it, until now.
This is still a blog, yes? A place where I can delve deep in to my soul and pour it all out? Well, I won’t be doing any of that but I do have something bothering me.
As of late I’ve been seeing people I haven’t seen in ages. For the most part I’ve seen only two things when coming in to contact with this situation. One, they’re entirely different in style and outlook...
Alright. It’s time to split, not runaway. There’s a difference.
– Sazh from Final Fantasy XIII is now in the pantheon of my favorite Final Fantasy characters.
Sensible Assholes.
Trent: Baby, that was money! Tell me that wasn't money.
Mike: That was so demeaning.
Trent: She smiled, baby.
Mike: I can't believe what an asshole you are.
Trent: Did she, or did she not smile.
Mike: She was smiling at what an asshole you are.
Trent: She was smiling at how money I am, baby.
“Inspiring final lines of a speech that douchebags will quote in their facebook profiles!”
“Friendly black optimistic advice.”
Write one leaf about the snooze button.
(via writeoneleaf)
In my life I have amassed numerous enemies. Spiders, people on the freeway, allergies, and children. The aforementioned are encountered on an occasional basis, but for the alarm clock, I face it everyday. Every morning I concede defeat. Every time, I hold my head in my hands. All I want to do is sleep in but the alarm clock has its way of reminding me of the responsibilities I...