February 2012
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@KyleKyleFox
I made a tweet. It’s a beautiful coming-of-age story.
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So I find myself here
Not asleep. Not reading. Not doing anything productive. It’s 3:32 a.m. I should be asleep. However, I’m plagued with doubts about where my life is going. I don’t even know where I am now. I don’t keep a planner. I don’t make a schedule. I live my life in the moment. The reason I do this is because I’m afraid of failure. I’m afraid that if I plan...
anwayplace asked: Hey there - cool blog you got going! Hope you don't mind if I use some of your content later down the road, great stuff. New follower, can you please follow me back?
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“who controls the past now controls the future. who controls the present now...”
– George Orwell (1984)
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Unsettled
These things that worry me,
they are all watching me,
nono
They fly high and never rest,
into my soul yet I digress,
I am not he.
I’m not perfect you see,
everything’s conflicting,
oh boy.
All smashed to prices be my soul,
too much to count to much to hold,
I can not see.
Yet my imperfections,
the simplifications,
are none.
It took some time to start this try,
a lot of...
January 2012
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Wake-up Call
chapter 1
I had yet to open my eyes, but I could feel the sun shining through my window and into my covered pupils. I did not want to wake up. I was still tired. I felt like I got no sleep at all. Maybe about an hour’s worth at best. “It must be around eight O’clock,” I mumbled, frustrated. There is no way I was going to open my eyes; I could already feel my eyes...
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Why I'm personally happy the 90's will never...
Before people get flippant about this post, I’d like to remind EVERYONE that I’m not personally insulting them. I was born in the dawn of the 90’s, ‘91 to be exact. I just refuse to jump onto the bandwagon of pretentious dicks that think that they are somehow better because they grew up (or believe they grew up) in the 1990’s
I don’t understand why nostalgia...
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Lies
It’s not the way you think it is,
This balance you created.
The way you handled all of this,
Is futile, lie, and overrated.
The meaning of this seeming bond,
Is frustrated rightly.
Especially how it dawned,
This next day and nightly
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Man is so confused
The way of the world, it spins
Not the way of man
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I actually made this. →
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For all of my over-analytic Friends.... →
I hope that I’m not the only one that finds this ridiculously funny.
Anonymous asked: I feel very stupid sending this your way this, but I don't understand the ending of "What were you raised by wolves" and it would be helpful if you could explain. Thanks.
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A Plan. →
If you know me at all, you know I write poetry. Well. I found this website with a list of ideas and poem starters. I was thinking of doing one of these a day, at least. should be fun. This would definitely help in my creative writing.
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Colour.
Black paint splatters a white wall. Ruins the molding and all. These things do happen, And nothing can stop them, In this lack of colour. Red paint splatters a wall. Makes me think of the fall. Makes me angry at them. creates a feeling and sends me on a tangent. colour takes it’s hold in this ruin. Orange paint splatters a wall Makes me think of autumn Makes me intelligent creates a...
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well.
I guess it is time for me to start drawing/penciling again. I need to practice my comic book styling. I would really like to convert the book that I am working on into a comic. I hope to be better than Tony Daniels. I know my wishes are high, but ya know, gotta keep lookin’ up. I would really like to make my own style. It may take time, but I will keep you all updated on it.
This here is...
December 2011
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Anonymous asked: you like a hipster or something?
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Now is not Tomorrow
So it is the eve of New Years.
Statement of the obvious nature.
Three-hundred and sixty some-odd days are on the horizon.
Be prepared for what the year has in store.
Be prepared to encounter your faults.
Be prepared to fix what you broke this past year.
You have three-hundred and sixty some-odd days to do this,
And then three-hundred and sixty some-odd days more than that in multiples.
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Another sleepless night
So I can’t sleep. Big shocker. That explains why I am on this site instead of reading, writing or studying for my finals. I’m siting here in the lobby of my dormitory at three in the morning wondering what I am supposed to do. I’m not alone on this floor. People are cramming for their exams, of course. I’m not too nervous about my exams, really. The only thing I really need...
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Day by Day
I went through a day.
I don’t feel like it is through.
I know that I have finished,
But if I sleep, another starts anew.
I think about this with confusion.
I ask myself, “Should I wake up and go about my life?
How should I know what I will do?
My plans are precariously perched,
on already faulty ground.”
“I can’t promise you a thing,” He responds,
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November 2011
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okay...
So it is early in the morning, to most anyways. I don’t know what I am doing up at all. Just decided that a Maruchan Instant Lunch would help, but the fact that I am writing this suggests that it did nothing of the sort. I really do not know what is wrong. I’m not depressed or full of energy. I’m not manic, I have no mental problems. I just have insomnia I guess....
June 2011
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When I I think of the U.S. economy,
I think of this
So what now?
Well then. I guess I’m new to tumblr, so I assume that I am talking to myself. the echo tends to agree with me, anyways. So… Since nobody else is here, I’d like to claim this lan-I MEAN webpage in the name of Me. Way to go Me.