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Tag Archives: self
an emotional logical
in so far as my thought process goes, i’ve realized that i’m completely controlled by emotion. not just a little bit. every time i settle into something, i do it for an emotional reason – there’s something comfortable, or unjust, … Continue reading
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i’m only me, only as real to myself as anyone else perceives me to be and i think that’s ok. i’m ok with me, and while others may not be, i’m happy knowing someone likes me for me. i’m me, … Continue reading
Definitions
what makes me? i’m a mix of apple, digg, engadget, kevin rose, leo laporte, and a little bit of 4chan. why didn’t i let anyone know about this… i would have had some awesome nerd friends that end up making … Continue reading
Vicious Cycle
We are constantly drawn to the things that hurt us the most, as if the turmoil is a necessary evil to escape from the boredom of living. We rock the boat, not to scare, but to sink. We light the … Continue reading
Being Right
http://www.myspace.com/loversandthieves just posting this now so that when they’re famous I can say i called it first; because those told-you-so conversations are what i LIVE for. I mean what other reason is there to feel good about yourself unless you … Continue reading
Burnout
i’m so dead to emotion now, I don’t believe I ever felt like this but i know i did. now, i’m owned by a flashing red light. thank you RIM. work, no matter what you do, is masking your emotions … Continue reading
Movies
I am frame-click-frame-click-frame until the curtains fall. These are my words that grace the stage; just filler because nary a line sticks outside the moment. Why am I? Why am I? And who are you? Like movie scenes, you are … Continue reading
Scenes
The scenes we anticipate the most involve our hands in things we knew never to touch, but involved ourselves in anyway. These are the times when living feels fake and words are more empty than they usually are, taking on … Continue reading
Giving Up
I could’ve chewed into my lips until they bled. I want it that much. I could have stretched and torn the flesh until it made a mess of my face, but that numbness won’t give back what they’ve taken from … Continue reading