February 2012
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I'm craving something so badly that I've never...
I really, really shouldn’t, but every day it gets worse and worse. Now it’s as if my insides are slowly dying… I’ve put up a long, hard fight, but I think I’ve lost the final battle… I MUST get ahold of some Jeffrey Campbell Litas.
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Now it's past 5 o'clock in the goddamn morning.
I’ve been up for nearly 24 hours. 1 bowl smoked. 2nd is currently in process. 2 melatonins. Spinning head. Deep breaths. Adrenalline. Heartache. This particular kind of insomnia is nothing new. So why doesn’t it ever get any easier?
I need a BFF in LA who will come over RIGHT NOW with a hookah and a bong.
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No money mo problems.
I don’t know whether to live a little and splurge for the next few weeks and then be dead broke for the rest of the semester, or do what my mommy would want and conserve my money, and still be semi broke………
Anybody want to influence me, please?
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Post-Valentine's Evaluation
Valentine’s Day pretty much sucked. Not because it was a day filled with reminders of what I don’t have, but because it was a day filled with reminders of what I do have, without the means of being able to spend time with my loved ones and showing them my appreciation and care for them. It really puts me into a bittersweet mood when I see this photo of my parents posted from my...
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You're the apple of my eye.
Last Friday, I took one random bite into this apple and it somehow made a damn-near perfect, symmetrical heart. Would ya fancy that?
January 2012
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Change.
Something I need much more of. It’s funny because all that’s been happening in my life since August of last year, is change. Probably even earlier than August. Constant change all around me, every day, and still, I need more. It seems as if everything that I would like to change, won’t, while everything else going on in my life is at a high level of instability, as if on a...
2012
The most stressful and frustrating start to a new year. Ever. I’ve supposedly been on a break, but I guess I need a fucking vacation.
December 2011
3 posts
Every. Fucking. Day.
What the fuck.
가슴이 아파...
Again.
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November 2011
5 posts
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Fuck.
Tongue piercing closed…………………………….aklsdfjawjepaoiwewerwjeflkdjgffff
Today feels like a kush and orange juice type of...
Literally.
I’ve been craving a bottle of orange juice since I woke up, and I rarely wake n bake, but it just feels like it would be so right, right now.
(And to take this fantasy of mine a step further, I’d love to pop in a morning flick in bed with my cuddlebunny, with the exception of one crucial rule that will be enforced by all means: Only underwear is allowed.)
Currently applied: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 7. 8. 9. 10. And the only reason 6 doesn’t apply yet is because I don’t have a job as an artist yet. As an up-side, 8 only applies because all the art I’m doing at the moment is getting done in school.
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This semester is officially a disaster.
I just need to make it till winter break without failing any courses and I’d be willing to settle with that.
Four more weeks. Only four more weeks.
But its not the weeks that get to me.
Its the days that are unbearable.
The days………they kill me.
Sometimes I can't --
No, not sometimes.
Very, very seldom can I not fucking stand myself.
And then I start to think about all the beyond wonderful things and people that my life has been (incredibly luckily or seemingly mistakenly) blessed with….
…and I couldn’t hate myself more.
October 2011
5 posts
To be, or not to be?
Well, it make you happy, don’t it?
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Angsty Teenage Remedy
“So, we just smoked a lot of weed and had a lot of sex. Can you imagine if people did this every day?
It would be impossible to be angry.”
candykittens asked: how much did your tongue piercing hurt cause i'm getting mine done on thursday and i don't know what to expect :')? x
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Painful pleasures...
September 2011
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Fuck you too, LA.
Seriously. It’s been long overdue for this post, but with all quick, passive-aggressive venting aside, you better get ready for me, Los Angeles. I made a promise to the dearest heart to me, which I have all intentions to keep. And I am also promising to myself, officially right at this very moment, that I will reciprocate everything you’ve thrown at me in the face with the sweetest...
I think I'm dying...
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I haven't done my nails in sooo long.
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Oh This Is Stinkum
….Not till I can’t do anything about it.
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Let's...... ekoms?
jerome101 asked: Hello soyoungstyle. I saw your post about life path and numerology. What website did you get this information from? I found this very interesting. Thanks :)
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Numerology reading
The numbers explained: The Life Path Number is derived from the birthdate. It represents a person’s core character attributes. It is one of the most important numbers in a numerology profile. It is your numerological “DNA”.
The Life Path Number: 11 (Mastery Number)
Life Path Elevens (“Elevens” for short) are extremely spiritually aware and exhibit an...
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Sometimes
I get this really tight feeling in my chest. And I wonder why I’m doing this in the first place. Then I gotta force myself to realize that it’s all apart of the ride and that I’m just thinking too much. …But what if?
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RIP MEHDI
“DJ Mehdi, French DJ/Producer, Dead At 34
Hip-hop/dance producer/DJ reportedly died from fatal injuries on Tuesday after roof of his Paris home collapsed.
By Adam Murphy
French hip-hop/dance producer DJ Mehdi, who began his career on the underground Parisian hip-hop scene, died on Tuesday (September 13). According to several reports, the DJ/producer (born Mehdi Favéris-Essadi) was...
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"So, we basically came back here
to have sex, eat food, and do drugs.”
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Dinner at Olive Garden
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"Home is where the heart is."
As of yesterday, my mind is completely made up. I’m going home for the weekend. Tomorrow, right after school, I’m hittin’ the road. That should be enough to grasp the idea of how things are going so far. I haven’t even finished the first week of school yet and I already need a break. Time to hit the books for the rest of the day so I can afford this trip. Or rather, the...
August 2011
6 posts
Glanced at the date
and realized I have exactly a week left in Vegas. And there’s no chances of putting it off this time.
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Amateur painter
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I just killed 2 people...
and left one in critical condition. It all started as an accident. An accident that, by default, landed us far past the point of no return. There were two of us, and two (eventually 3) of them. I was only familiar & acquainted with one face, however. The one I didn’t kill, and I don’t know why. She had, in fact, gone mentally insane and was after my life. Had she gone ill due to...
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Don't judge a girl by her purse.
But if you did, I’d say you’d get a somewhat accurate read on her. This is my portable daily living. (More or less.)
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DIY Friday
Didn’t take a pic of what it looked like before, bummer, but just made this top from a huge, gold, thrifted granny t-shirt I bought for $1 almost a year ago. Sheesh! Catch me at Insert Coin(s) tonight for First Friday to see it flaunt in action :)
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Sometimes, people are just good together.
July 2011
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I've decided on the anthem to my departure.
But I figure I won’t post the song until the actual day comes I get up and leave this city. Which, by the way, will probably be the 15th of August, so if you would like to get your final squeeze or two of Amanda, you better make a call and set a date soon, because “In the end, all you really have is the memories.”
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No one knows what I’m thinking
No one knows what I’m drinking
No...
– Tim Burton
This was me getting ready for last night around 7pm or so. I got home around 430am. It’s 109pm. I still haven’t slept. It’s time to shower and carry on with the day and pretend that I did, hooooray.
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So, I got to thinking...
(And that’s hardly a good thing, right?) I can’t help but to feel that right when things are getting good here in Vegas, I’ve got to go away. And I’m going away very, very soon.
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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
And right now, I’m being analyzed pretty much as…radically ugly. Mum just found out about my ink. (Dad saw it last week, but didn’t flip out. Maybe he didn’t know if it was real or not?) It’s about that time to leave the house now, but that awkward moment for when I step out of my room and try to leave the house is keeping me stationed here. I wish I could leave the...
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Trust
I’m not saying I have trust issues, or maybe I might, but regardless of what relation you are to me, you gotta show me you deserve it. Don’t give up too easily now, but who’s to say what’s too easy and when enough is enough, right? Here’s one thing though: Trust me when I say that I want to trust you. So… Just prove it to me. That’s all I ask for.
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You make me happy.