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Say I don’t wanna be in love
I don’t wanna be in love
This just has to be on my blog. Sorry I’m not sorry for all this James Franco sexiness.
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You just kill me sometimes
All this free time has pushed me to do some introspection, AKA THINKING OF ALL THE FEELS. And, honestly, I don’t like it a single bit.
People naturally fall into routine. And if you take away something that you’ve gotten me used to, that just messes my ontological security.
My point is, I just wish that we didn’t get this little thing started if it’s headed nowhere.
I’ve been over thinking. It’s just that it’s my first time having all these feelings for a single person. And I guess all I want from him is a tiny bit of reassurance. But then, I don’t think he can give that to me because he’s not so sure himself.
There’s this Thought Catalog article that I’ve read too many times and it’s kind of pathetic how much I can relate to it because I’ve recently regarded TC to be this bin where human emotion and expectation are exaggerated and idealized and fed to lonely Internet users. But this article just hits me hard.
[You just kill me sometimes. You really do.]
The Dream Tickler: The Year I "Participated"
alternative title: the year I tried so hard and reached a point of considerable distance.
I’ve never written the perennial “Goodbye [insert year here]” or “Highlights of My Year” post, but 2012 was quite spectacular for me and it would be nice to have an entry in my blog that would remind of my…
Read about the ingredients of the awesomesauce that smothered my 2012 spaghetti here. :)
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shet.
Lunchtime: The main course were concepts and terminologies in social psychology. For dessert, an ice cream bar.
