Some Questions?

"Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

In the room the women come and go,
Talking of Michaelangelo."

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

I feel very blah right now. A mixture of sick and tired and I wanna see my dog and my parents and my sisters and my friends. 

 My roommate got past the cutout which is lovely, as I was really worried about what would happen if she for some ungodly reason didn’t get it. And I realized how I much I miss living there. It was fun and it was like summer camp, carefree and I can always go home.

  This is real life right now and its terrifying, because I’ve got a job, a rent, and an actual responsibility to live up to. No one’s bailing me out, and the future is terrifying and I just want to go home and curl up on my couch and huddle and eat kraft dinner because god knows I miss that junk food.

  I’m also terrified I’m going to kill my fish. I don’t even like fish. But if I kill it, I’m gonna cry because I killed the first fish in the first four hours I had it and that’s just a horrible sign for the future. And if I can’t live in Canada, my home and native land how in fucking hell am I suppose to be able to live in South Korea, or Hong Kong or any of the places I want to live?

I just really want to not be me right now. It would be lovely to go back a few years and have those tea parties we always had. 

1 day ago
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typewrittenword:

Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov

typewrittenword:

Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov

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1 day ago
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Boys boys boys.

Why does it always end up this way? I find a nice guy who likes me for all my weird geeky tendancies, my rants and my illogicalness, and my weird questions, and I am absolutely not attracted to him at all. Seriously, it’s completely my fault.  Because I knew he liked me, I knew he’s never had a girlfriend and I like the attention.

Which is basically everything. The attention. I like it when they like me, but I don’t want to like them back. I am doomed. I mean really, I have hit pretty much most of the stereotypical teenage relationship pegs square on the head.

And now I need to tell this guy I don’t want to date him somehow

2 days ago
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thamado:

Be nice, be courteous, and respect everyone, but remember, at the end of the day everyone is out for themselves.

3 days ago
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