Today's Document
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Cosmic Funnies
Misplaced Lens Cap
Product Placement
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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NASA
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Claire Keane
Xuebing Du
izzy's playlists!
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Cosimo Galluzzi
Fai_Ryy
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I haven't typed here in almost a year now... Whoops sorry about that. Either way it's not like anyone reads these stories. But not to fret invisible readers! I haven't had writer's block this past year, it's just that all my poems and stories are written on paper. Until they are yet to be published (on here obviously) try not to be to anxious :)
"Beauty"
Well? What is it? Am I beautiful?
No.
Are you?
I see these faces all around me At school, on the bus, at the mall on social media.
Are they beautiful? Yes.
At least that’s what Society has taught me. I see the big eyes, long hair, flawless skin and expensive clothes Then I look in the mirror. I see my small eyes swalled by the layered bags and dark circles underneath that just never seem to go away. I see my hair. The curly mess that will never be smooth and shiny. I see my flawed skin. The marks, scars and acne that seems that no one else has.
So it means that I am not beautiful. Doesn’t it?
The New Year
Its the last day of 2014 and we're all here after the 365 days of this year waiting for the second to change the date to end with the year 2015. I've made stupid mistakes, have had rough days, saw friends turn into strangers but I can remember the laughs I've had, the smiles of my friends, the new things I have accomplished. Was this year a good one? All in all I think so, and I hope everyone's is too. God bless you all, I hope 2015 will be the year u can do the things u wanted to do in 2014, be the person u want to be, and never have any regrets. I hope we we'll be happy for this new year.
I really do.
Its so easy to hate, but much harder to love
Explain.
"Mom, why do the best people die?" "When you’re in a garden, which flowers do you pick?" "The most beautiful ones."
(via pure-typography)
I realized I ask my girlfriend if she’s okay a lot. Even if she seems completely fine I’ll still ask “You good babe?” or “are you okay?” Or at least ask how her day is going just to make sure she’s not having a bad one. Even If she tells me she is fine I’ll ask her if there is anything I could do to make the day better. I’m sure she gets annoyed by my constant asking. It can happen multiple times a day. It seems like habit. And now, I finally think I know why I do this. When I was falling apart No one ever asked if I was okay.
(via boyberry)
This will change. #BlackLivesMatter
I always find myself comforting people with the words I want to hear.
(via a-l-i-y-a-a-h)
She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. ‘Time’ for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.
(via bungalowintheburrough)
I will not let anyone walk through my mind with their dirty feet.
Mahatma Gandhi
Lost
How do we know where we truly belong? Where to go? Who to see? What to do?
That's just it.
We don't. At least I don't anyways.
The future is something so scary to think about. It is something that can be changed so easily with the simplest of decisions.
How terrifying.
Just to know that a little choice like deciding wait for the next bus can send a domino effect through your life, whether it may be as subtle as a tiny drop in a summer pond, or the crashes of tsunamis in the ocean.
It's scary how everything can be so important, when we aren't expecting it to be. How an entirely different future can be lost in a second.
And let's say we do make the right decisions, avoid the tsunami and do what is needed for us to do. Then what? Is it what we want? Are we where we are supposed to be? How can we make today's present perfect enough so we don't screw up our plans in the future? So we aren't lost in the lands of boredom and places that excites everyone but ourselves? Screaming so we can be found at last. So we can achieve happiness, and be where we belong. Finally letting go of caring about the disappointment of others. But How?
I need an answer.
I am lost.
Are you?
Oh Darling! In the end everything will be okay, if it's not okay then you just haven't reached the end yet.
Equal?
We all say we should be treated equally, but deep down we all want to be seen as more special, more beautiful, more amazing then all the ordinary faces around us. We want someone to look at us first, say hi and bye to us first,to invite us to the movies first, just so we know. Know what? Maybe that we are different than everyone else. Maybe there’s some weird thing in our genes that makes us different from the cycle of repetitiveness that our society has come to known as normal. Or maybe we are the same. Who knows? Definitely not me, not yet
I'm on a roller coaster that only goes up my friend.
Augustus Waters
Escape
I would easily trade my boring life in the city filled with technology and dullness, for a life without technology filled with freedom and adventure in the nature of the world. Where i would never get bored and never know what to expect, always trying new things, laughing at my own fears, and discovering new passions. To be free and to live! To escape this repetitiveness of boredom I have yet tried to leave, to run as far away as I could possibly get from here.
"Home"sick
I've been where I am sure I'm supposed to be. Where my mind is free and my body is happy, where no worries are. Where I am surrounded by adventure. Coming back, I know that is where I should be,where my real home is. One day I'll be back, I'm already missing it.
