#highrants

[daftsailor]

Entry 4 - 07.13.17 9:07pm ET

Why can’t I accept my body just the way it is? Why do I act like I pride myself in the generally fit condition of my body, but always find some new flaw when I’m naked and forced to look at myself? Around my friends “I’m perfectly okay with, in fact I love, the size of my breasts” but alone I’m grabbing at them and hating them. My butt is great when I’m around my friends and others, but when I’m alone it sticks out too much or its too little or there are too many stretch marks. I always find something wrong with myself, which just fuels the intense feeling of disappointment I hold toward myself for daring to hate the body and skin that I live in.

[fr0gb0y-420]

High rants .2

I think we’ll end up wherever we’re sposed to whether it’s scrapping the ground for cash or living a decent life in a home. Wherever it could be I think it would be important to keep a few constants in your life to remind you that not everything leaves or changes. And honestly everyone ends up doing the same thing yknow? Like really we all just kinda exist for this short while on an ever evolving planet just to die and have the star dust recycled into another being in existence because matter never leaves or adds it is always there even if you don’t know it. If we really are just that then what’s the point about worrying where you’ll be? We all end and get recycled eventually so why waste everything of conscious to worrying about your future or what people think of you or what you’re sposed to be doing. You’re existing and by doing that you give a small amount of matter it’s own conscience and mind and physical form to do anything so what would be the point of going and doing what you’re supposed to when you can just try and live a little, despite the circumstances

[xxiammeok-blog]

We can be soul mates and not meant to be together forever. We can be soul mates and not even be romantic. A soul mate is someone that is destined to enter your life, even if only for a blip. They change your life. They push you in the direction you're supposed to go and then they go in their own direction. Sometimes they stay, sometimes they leave. But they changed you. And you'll never forget that.

[looselipsshipwreckships]

If you are of the squeamish, turn back now and do not continue too read. Last night, I vividly remember the image of me pissing on a wall. This was no ordinary piss, for a fly was caught in my stream of urine. Now mind you, fly's actually do go to sleep when the sun goes down, so the fly that so happen to unfortunately get caught in my stream, must of been nocturnal. Also mind you, I was high at the point, so everything was extremely detailed and on point. I literally saw the fly get caught in my stream and smack the wall. Then, I proceeded to yell out,"holy crap, I R.kellied a fucking fly". For those of you who don't know who R.Kelly is, he is an R&B artist who had a sexual fetish with urine. The weirdest part of this whole deal is when I was typing this, it was in the voice of Morgan Freedman.

[shady-lane]

It's my dream to be photographed next to a beautifully graffiti'd train. Please.

[dopequeennina]

This commercials r too much #highrants

[themoon-andback]

it bugs me when people constantly talk about obama being the "coolest president ever." you didnt vote for him to be cool you voted for him to be our damn president and i know its hard to run a country & i truly feel for him for the decisions he comes across making. but come on people. look at the bigger picture.

[geol-ogical]

something i wrote freshmen year that I'm proud of

January 1st, 2012

I realized that shit does happen and life goes on. There is nothing you can do to alter your past, but there are ways to create a life you enjoy and a life that is beautiful for yourself. I think as time goes by, personally, I am starting to learn from these stupid ass decisions I'm making, and realizing that I need to face some sort of consequence. Even if they're challenging, learn from the everyday expeditions you face. If you make a mistake once, it's not the end of the world, just don't make that same mistake twice, no matter how badly your heart tells you to. If you do, then there's another opportunity to learn, so don't run away. I find myself in a little "Suicide Tuesday" if I have made the same, decrepit mistake another time, but I think it's okay sometimes, because there's something you can take from it again. In some peoples mind-set, they think: "You can never possibly make the same mistake twice." and I believe this is something that can contort ourselves into thinking that everything is for the "thrill", the rush, the adrenaline,  and for the moment. That will catch up to you. Even if you run away, you can still learn. My mother explained to me tonight, that the way I think and handle things is called being a Psycho- Path. Someone who manipulates people into getting what they want, who has no remorse for what they've done. I thought about it after our conversation. "What if that's me? What if I really have no sympathy...?" I'm a human. I might be cold, but that's just because my father died, and even then there was no sympathy. How could there be? I never knew him. I didn't know his flaws, his quirks, if he smoked Marlboro Reds or Newports. Everyone handles situations in different ways because of who they are and what they have been through. It doesn't matter if you experienced making a mistake once, and learning from it or a mistake five times, and not learning from it ever. It doesn't fucking matter because everyone is different. There are options in life, and you are the controller. Live for yourself, and do what makes you happy. Live up to standards or morals you have set for yourself. Learn from mistakes and don't challenge the consequence, accept it and know you'll move on. React to learn. Believe, and stand up for yourself. Start manipulating ideas, not people.