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You try sitting down at MacDonalds with people who have no aim and no motivation in life and just talk about how the societys slowly filling up with all these hipsters some even hipster like youth who care too much about what other people think to actually realize that theyre just lonely misfits who cant decide where they would like to settle in this tiny society of ours and then see if you can actually find the strength to just ask them all to shut the fuck up and stop talking about stupid hipsters when they themselves quietly wished they were part of the misfits and then walk out just walk out the retard glass doors that always swing in your face and run across the road almost get knocked down and then miss your bus home after all that running take a smoke and walk home instead because thats life now and nobody cares about picnics with your friends and baking cakes on your friends birthdays anymore because everybodys always rushing for time and nobody cares about your existence as if I ever did but whatever everyones lost in their own world now anyway.Now playing: Joy Division - I Remember Nothing
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I was just looking out the window, water balloon in hand, alone, at first. Laughing my ass off, just waiting to bomb Jon because he was standing on my yard, at 3 in the morning, waving a Mexican flag at me and yelling "amo a hombres mexicanos con los bigotes!" And then, you came and joined me, with a flashlight in your hand and yelled, "amo a muchachas con el bebe de las caderas! bata eso!" After that, I forgot about my water balloon plan for 10 whole seconds because we were staring into each others eyes, for 10 whole seconds. Then Jon yelled, "You guys are sick!" and we both grabbed a water balloon each and bombed him on a freezing January night. That's one of the most significant moments of you, in my life that I have in my head with me at all times, baby. Forever.
Now playing: The Drums - Me And The Moon
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I want to believe in UFOs, nice guys who are not gay and look good, 50 cent's lyrics, magic, dancing, fake careers we made up when we were kids, never being late, staying 17, techno being good for the ears, screaming for nothing, god's reasons for karma, cats without claws, grass jelly, little brothers, indian guys who are cool besides ramesh. s, perfectly aligned teeth, paying attention, 3 religions, lies, gentle wild animals, war, communism, femininity, passion, prefect eyesight, less sleep, reasonable excuses, more time, frequent complete blackouts, our brain being alive 94 percent of our lives, money, something, anything other than myself.
Now playing: Boy Hits Car - As I Watch The Sun Fuck The Ocean
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today, i decided jesus navas has the most sexiest eyes besides adrian grenier.
today, i finally had my hood up.
today, i ended up coming home earlier than expected.
today, i was happy i got to play my rainy day playlist.
today, i bought new laces that are outrageously bright on impulse.
today, i felt was the most useless day in my entire life.
today, i knew i had you for a moment.
you: you know what? you know my classmate? yeah she thought we were like...okay nevermind.
me: what? huh?
you: no nothing.
(an hour later.)
you: oh you know those people over there probably think we're, you know, like...uhhh, nevermind.
me: what? huh? what the hell.
you: nothing, nothing.
why must people be so concerned about my hair when i don't even give a shit. this is relatively amusing. i don't understand.
Now playing: Pavement - Stereo
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"Make believe and pure pleasure, baby"
"Ohhh, yeah"
"It's like going over to gram's and smelling freshly baked cookies"
"Loneliness, man, it gets to you"
Don't jeopardize your friendship dude"
"You wake up, and find a huge red patch on brand new white linen sheets"
"No one has time for that kinda crap anymore"
"Expensive or expenses all paid if you're a chick"
"Stolen car, go figure"
"Your weather forecast goes to thunderstorm every fuckin day"
"What is that?"
"Mom + Dad resulted in this, why the hell would I want another of it?"
"I don't know, what's the point in waiting anyway?"
"Laugh, cry, fuck, feel."
I'm not much of a romantic either.
Now playing: Bear In Heaven - Wholehearted Mess (Pink Skull Remix)
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I have approximately less that 24 hours till the deadline to my stamp design submission and here I am, fascinating about how I can type out all I want in this seemingly endless amount of space and know that hardly anyone's going to read this, yesss. I don't know, maybe I've lost hope in all walks and paths of my life right now. Some lady who can see my future, apparently, told me I'll drop out of school in the next few months, basically, get washed up and knocked up. I have less than a year left till I graduate and this, I can definitely say, is more than disappointing. Disheartening and overwhelming, maybe. Moreover, what's slowly tearing my brain apart, is the fact that I'm talking to you right now, and it seems as though we're having this harmless conversation about life but then, as if someone shot Lennon again, that stupid, weird, strange, dream keeps replaying. I feel so uncomfortable and sad. I liked the fun shit we did, no awkward situations till now.
Now playing: Deerhunter - Rainwater Cassette Exchange
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I keep getting these migraines on the left side of my brain. It's fascinating, for me, since I hardly ever got migraines, in my entire 18 years of existence actually. I keep wondering how, why and maybe. Maybe, it's just the weather. Maybe, it's my ear pieces, loud music perhaps. Or not. I don't know. I had this dream last night. Maybe it's that. Because it was one of those conscious dreams. The ones where you're semi-conscious but still so deep in sleep; mom yells and you just don't hear her. It keeps running through my head, only because, you were in it. And what you did in it, in front of the people we are closest to. Weird. Strange. Almost, surreal. Definitely. I can't find the words, the right words. I refuse to embarrass myself with such details. Even though I know, it will almost, completely jeopardize our friendship, I have to admit. I saw myself smiling. Haven't truthfully done that in some time. False smiles everyday. But you. I never expected you. I just cannot. I just can't, digress. And the re-runs, regardless the number, shock me everytime. I can't comprehend. This dream. I know it's going to be a deja-vu moment. I know because you were real in it. Your smile was real. But for now, I don't want to step on the shit we always do. I enjoy our shit. It's too much fun to destroy.
I contemplated this for about 2 years or so, only because I thought there was enough space for me to formulate my thoughts out. Turns out, the space I've been using has turned out to be the space where I churn these absurd and insanely daft thoughts + musings, really, more like, useless information I find amusing. Maybe, I should've just gotten this. Maybe, I should've something more worthy of reading rather than continually producing something profoundly bland and just plain, well, lame. Hola mundo! Estoy aquí hablar de mierda.
