April 2010
Listen
Song: Lover I Don’t Have To Love.
Artist: Bright Eyes
Now it’s two o’clock,
the club is closed we’re up the block
Your hands on me
I’m pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth
Trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn’t care to know
Who else may have been you before
I want a lover I don’t have to love
I want a girl who’s too sad to give a fuck
Where’s the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said to meet me here but I’m not sure
I got the money if you got the time
You said it feels good I said I’ll give it a try
March 2010
Cravings.
I’m craving some serious affection and attention, for reasons I can’t explain. I sound like a two year old who is abandoned by their parent.
I’m craving some serious inspiration to write. I’m itching to let pen flow freely on paper. But, if I don’t have the inspiration, obviously, I can’t write.
My life is blah at the moment. Sorry followers, there won’t be any kind of psychological-sociological-inspirational-pondering posts for a while. I’m just in this state of mind in which I’m craving those things and then some; Just for life to be a little worth while.
Ignore this also.
Yesterdays
Switchfoot
Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Skipping Day 14&& 15- those days aren’t important.
Song: Yesterdays
Artist : Switchfoot
I’m pretty sure it’s kind of self-explanatory.
The ache I feel inside
Is where the life has left your eyes
I’m alone for our last goodbye
But you’re free
I remember you like yesterday, yesterday
I still can’t believe you’re gone, oh…
I remember you like yesterday, yesterday
And until I’m with you, I’ll carry on
Pure Fictional thoughts, with a little experience mixed in.
Your eyes gaze upon my body, slowly undressing me from head to toe. I freeze at the mere feeling. You walk by me and I feel your fingertips dance across my skin for a few seconds. To me, it feels like an eternity has passed by before it disappears. With friends, you leave my hug for last, just so you can take your time.You pull me into your arms and you wrap them around my waist. I feel your fingers move sensually on my spine. When no one is looking, you kiss my neck and I let out a small sigh. You pull away and smile that smile you reserve for me. I swoon and you notice. You touch my stomach, you squeeze my thigh and sometimes leave your hands there. I look at you and you give me the same look that tells me how much you want me.
But, that’s how it’ll stay. I’m just another one of your “conquests”. You’re just another person that doesn’t want to settle down.
I’ll never figure you out. But, I’m trying to.
"Almost Lover" - A Fine Frenzy .
lovelovelovelove the song + the band = musical jizzjizzjizz
Oscar Wilde craze....?
So, tomorrow, I’m finally going to start reading “The Picture of Dorian Gray” By Oscar Wilde.
Mind you, I’ve had this book since the summer of ‘09.
I just never actually appreciated it for its worth. I picked it up on the occassion, but I never paid much attention to it and read it.
But, I read a lot about Oscar Wilde and he’s fascinating. So, yeah, lets start reading.
you are a creep. now go do you're homework. you rotten apple.
- signed anon.
lmaooooo. rach, why are you anon ? I know its you. lol. I am. I’m doing 36.It wasn’t long. I just procrastinated.
In short, love the soul, not the body.
(via judascradle)
“I’d rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.”
—Kurt Cobain (via iamtea-rriffic) (via quote-book)
Woe is me.
”/
i love the international 'back pocket check when you stand up';
like when you have wallet or keys or coins in your back pockets, or just in your regular pockets, and you stand up from sitting down for a long time, and you automatically check your pockets for your stuff and look down at the seat you were sitting at.
yeah you know you do it.
truth.
"What happened to you?" ... "Life."
(via mikey-v)
Fuckyeahbella.
I actually don’t mind fuckyeahjacobblack. He was one of my fav characters in the book. && Taylor Lautner is gorgeous. But, I have an issues wt Bella & EdwardNo offense, but I feel a certain way about this .
Epic fail? Maybe possibly.
(loses followers).
If there is a fuckyeahedward, ill shoot someone. Cuz, it’ll be full of ugly,dirty Rob Pattinson. Smfh.
(loses more followers)
I run the Tumblr fuckyeahjacobblack…….
Fuckyeahbella.
No offense, but I feel a certain way about this .
Epic fail? Maybe possibly.
(loses followers).
If there is a fuckyeahedward, ill shoot someone. Cuz, it’ll be full of ugly,dirty Rob Pattinson. Smfh.
(loses more followers)
Apparently, I'm pretty cool. (smiles)
- Justin : you're a pretty cool person =]
- Me : awww. thank you =). you're a pretty cool person yourself.
“We live in an age when uneccessary things are our only neccessities.”
—Oscar Wilde
Now, this makes no sense.ignore this also
How do you write and talk about something that you’ll never understand? How can you define these things?
Take for instance, the idea of love-the one topic that’ll be argued and questioned for a while. A topic that’ll try to get valid points from those who “support” it, only to be shot down from those who disagree.
What is love? Do you know? How could you put words to something that we’ll never understand?
One person’s definition of love: “When everytime you think of that person, you get goosebumps, butterflies in your stomach , you can’t stopthinking about them….blah blah blah.”
But, you can’t define love. that’s like me trying to define The reasoning why the grass is green or why we are able to live on this earth and not mars. You can’t give an exact reason for these things. It’s just one of those things that will debated throughout life.
I just don’t understand certain things. I’ve tried explaning the reasons behind certain emotions and it just doesn’t add up. I don’t know what I’m talking about….
Ignore this .
Does this make any sense? No? Ohwell.
Question:
what do you believe is the meaning of life?
Tough question, isn’t it?
Sure, you might answer this question with what you assume is a valid point. But, this post is suppose to question the validity of your statment. How do you even know the true meaning of life ?
You don’t know. No one will ever know the true meaning of life.
The point of life is to be born, grow up, procreate to help the human race, die and the cycle repeats itself. This is what the Catholic Church believes in. Oh, don’t forget, No Abortion ladies! They believe a human life is a life when the sperm meets the egg. -___-.
But, answer this, is it actually a life at that point? Or no?
Questions like these are those that will never have a definite answer. It’ll always be a heated topic of discussion and argument that will continue on for a while.
That is all. I believe.
P.S- don’t believe everything you read-especially this. I could be wrong .
Story time?
I feel like posting one of my short stories on here tonight.
Look out for it after I eat my Subway sandwich . :)
Hate.
Hate is such a strong word. Only use this word wisely.
What I hate at the moment is my inability to sleep, write, to dream, to finish something, to live, to excel, to feel like I’m in living in a real world-not just stuck in a sick and twisted mind fuck of a life.
All I want is satisfaction. I want money too, but that doesn’t help me. I want an actual smile on my face everyday-not just some fake veneer bullshit.
I want sleep ! So bad.
I’m just hating alot now.
-end rant.
P.S- I’m back Tumblr. Missed me?
@gisseybx3 ;
Hello!
Welcome; thanks for the follow! :)
lol. you’re welcome. Any fan of Oscar Wilde and John Mayer deserves a follow. =)
“Experience is the name so many people give to their mistakes.”
—Oscar Wilde
“Life is not complex. We are complex. Life is simple, and the simple thing is the right thing.”
—Oscar Wilde
“Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much.”
—Oscar Wilde
An Act of State is an Act of War: My attempt at fiction →
fringeelements.tumblr.com
Alright this is my first serious attempt at writing fiction. If I suck, just give it to me straight and I’ll go back to whatever it is I was doing before. I put a “?” at the end so anyone could opine on it.
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This is not where you learn. This is the place of stone. This is where you…
I love how this began. Really good. Attempt at fiction more often. Even though I do love everything else you post, continue this.
En Medias Res: I just RSVP'd to go to the Tumblr meetup. →
juegoconfuego.tumblr.com
…
REALLY?! CUANDO?
I just did! woooooo! Tumblr Meetup! Here I come!
FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! LINK! LINK! NOW!
http://www.tumblr.com/meetups . So much animosity. Iloveeess you Karli. =)
QUIIIICK!
HURRY UP AND DO IT SO ALL THE SPOTS COULD BE FILLED UP!
HURRY SO THAT…
No woman! lol. its a Saturday i believe
but still, I’m gonna be grounded by then. So, we’ll see.
Noooo. Don’t be grounded. grrrr. okay. we’ll see. Cuz of party? okay. beg!
En Medias Res: I just RSVP'd to go to the Tumblr meetup. →
juegoconfuego.tumblr.com
…
REALLY?! CUANDO?
I just did! woooooo! Tumblr Meetup! Here I come!
FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! LINK! LINK! NOW!
http://www.tumblr.com/meetups . So much animosity. Iloveeess you Karli. =)
QUIIIICK!
HURRY UP AND DO IT SO ALL THE SPOTS COULD BE FILLED UP!
HURRY SO THAT…
No woman! lol. its a Saturday i believe
I just RSVP'd to go to the Tumblr meetup.
YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY.
REALLY?! CUANDO?
I just did! woooooo! Tumblr Meetup! Here I come!
FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! LINK! LINK! NOW!
http://www.tumblr.com/meetups . So much animosity. Iloveeess you Karli. =)
I just RSVP'd to go to the Tumblr meetup.
YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY.
REALLY?! CUANDO?
I just did! woooooo! Tumblr Meetup! Here I come!
“Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.”
—Oscar Wilde
“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
—Oscar Wilde (via kari-shma)
I'd just like to remind you that Rush Limbaugh said if health care form passed, he'd move to Costa Rica.
Well let me be the first to say..
ADIOS, MOTHERFUCKER!
"Ladies, you need to understand that as long as you got a vagina, you run the entire motherfucking universe. that’s the way it is. you need to understand that. ladies, i’m telling you, you gotta be the shit to you. stop waitin on a nigga to verify whether you the shit or not. bitch, if you the shit; you the motherfucking shit"
haha nice
i am the mother fucking shit. mwuahaha
WORD.
Agree!
“The difference between school and life? In school, you’re taught a lesson and then given a test. In life, you’re given a test that teaches you a lesson.”
—Tom Bodett (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
stop crying your heart out
oasis
Song: Stop Crying Your Heart Out
Artist : Oasis.
I believe that if you haven’t been introduced to Oasis musically, you fail. the end. =). This song also graces the Smallville && Made of Honor Soundtrack.
Cause all of the stars,
Have faded away
Just try not to worry,
You’ll see them someday.
Just take what you need,
And be on your way and
Stop crying your heart out
We’re all of the stars,
We’re fading away.
Just try not to worry,
You’ll see us someday.
Just take what you need,
And be on your way and
Stop crying your heart out…
1:11 am thoughts.
I’m just in a nice place at the moment. Everything just works perfectly and I feel like I’m in a constant state of beautiful suspension.
I’m at my school sleepover. It’s so hot in here because of all the black people. The theme, cirque du soleil(I believe that’s spelled wrong) is very interesting and we got some great games out of it. We’re listening to music and having fun and it’s nice.
Bestfriend neglected me all night, lol, like she always does. But, she came back and it’s nice. :)
Everything is just awesome. The end. :)
Live in the moment. Enjoy life to the fullest. Be with the friends that love you and can show you a great time.
Love, Giselle.
starting over.
how to do it? when to do it? but mostly,how? I know this much : it’s going to take a lot of key words( will, determenation,love,passion,thirst,hunger,desire).I think this is the time of my real epihany.I’ve had a million little fake epiphanies that seem to hold me through a small while but that never amount to anything.I constatly try to change everything on my exterior but forget about what I should really change-the inside.
Reality tastes bitter.
I have a guidance class with Ms. Demic tomorrow, my college advisor. Prior to this tumblr post, she gave me a list of colleges to look at that is perfect for my academic and financial range.
Of course, none of the colleges actually appeal to me. Except “Montclair State University” in New Jersey ( -__-, no offense to the ppl there). But, it isn’t my dream colleges and its horrible that I cant even get in because my grades and SAT scores are horrible.
I love living in my mind. My imagination tastes so sweet.
