So cool and confident For what it's worth what makes sense Are you finally where you need to be And finally all that's left is broken hearts and shattered glass Will you find the place you need to be
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So cool and confident For what it's worth what makes sense Are you finally where you need to be And finally all that's left is broken hearts and shattered glass Will you find the place you need to be
I really missed tumblr. It always seems so much more refined. At least I haven't cluttered it up with things I don't really care about yet.
I feel so empty. Things are going right, except inside my head. And I don't know what to do anymore. I can't escape.
You've burned every bridge, and now there's no one to listen to you anymore.
I don't know who I am anymore.
I'm back.
For now. Need to get some stuff out of my head. But there’s no one to empty it with. So tumblr it is.
And all that could have been.
semi-perminant hiatus. Life catches you, and sometimes you catch it. Live it well, and maybe I'll see you again.
I sometimes hate the fact that I understand machines far better than I'll ever understand people. But than again.
Fuck
Sometimes the best intentions are not enough. Well, more often than sometimes. What we want, and what we are, and what we do. Three different things. And they never reach parity for me. I live in a constant state of disappointment in myself.
Made With Paper
I'm forgetting what I am for a second. At least this side of me. I really don't have the time to be something more. It's sad to say, but it really doesn't bother me. Anything worth doing, isn't after you've done it a hundred times.
Strange
I get a kindle, and I like it?
Spending the night coding, then compiling, then maybe coding again. In other words, I don't feel entirely too creative at the moment. It's amazing how often that happens. I'm in a completely different mindset, and it almost feels like I am so disconnected that I can't even remember being somewhat artsy and such. But that's my day to day life. It's not different hats, it's different people entirely. We try to be exactly what we need in any given moment.
Everything has an ending. Friendships, loves, existence. It doesn't matter what you say, or do. Tomorrow the person you look at so lovingly will seem slightly less so. The way they laugh will annoy you. The looks they give, the smile they have. The things you used to love about them, become the things you can not stand. We love company almost as much as we love misery. Almost.