May 2011
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extreme introversion: back with a vengeance
leave me alone.
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post-birthday bitter.
Somewhere on the brink of lunacy (teenagedom) and cynicism (post-21), Nineteen is a pretty irritating age to be. I hate the realisation that I’m getting old. Or rather—that I’m going to do this all over again, and that following experiences might never be as exciting as the first.
Shit the future is looking boring.
Oops that thought is three years early.
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iron overload. tagged: TMI
dear post-op,
sorry, but you won’t be pooping..fah dayzz.
yours,
ibuprofen.
Going home to Niskayuna after college
kuscheln:
nothappyproductions:
Is a lot like going home to your fat, ugly wife after a week-long “business trip” with your hot mistress.
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freshly renewed passport.
ready to swelter under the Mid-east sun.
all day every day in a chador, for two weeks.
‘til then;
Man bayad farsi ro bishtar tamrin konam
I need to practice my Farsi.
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blublublub.
wisdom teeth out.
dying without coffee/tea
I cannot feel my mandible,
hence it must not be my own
jello food, jello brain, jello everythang
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Ce monde n'est pas le mien
J’aurais aimé t’aimer comme on aime le soleil, Te dire que le monde est beau et que c’est beau d’aimer. J’aurais aimé t’écrire le plus beau des poèmes et construire un empire juste pour ton sourire. Devenir le soleil pour sécher tes sanglots et faire battre le ciel pour un futur plus beau.
