Facebook Fact:
The people under your friends list on your Facebook profile are the ones who visit your wall the most.
:O ACTUALLY? omg i die.
didn’t need this mind fuckery right now
shenanigans
(Source: karenyngo)
oh hell
i miss you so bad.
That awkward moment when nobody realizes how fucking hilarious you actually are.
So I’m only gonna say this once,
but it’s been on my mind a bit since everyone’s been talking about it. And I get it, it’s almost Christmas time and all of those “best of 09” and “best of the decade” lists are coming out and you’re most likely looking at yourself and saying “Hey, this is not ideal. There are some things I wish were different,” and I get that — truly — but you really can’t blame it on 09.
Saying “I can’t wait for 09 to be over” is a cop out and I feel like I’m seeing it a lot on tumblr, so I’m gonna go ahead and throw some oppositional energy out into the universe.
When you say “I can’t wait for 09 to be over,” you’re really saying “I can’t wait for something to fucking change.”
And that’s not 09’s fault.
It’s you.
09 doesn’t even exist.
Like, 09 is an abstract concept that no one but people know about. Deer do not know that 09 is about to be over. Infinity does know that 09 is about to be over.
So when you say “09 really sucked and I just need it to be over” — that’s you.
You have complete and total power over that.
And like, believe me, I know. It’s a recession. We’re young. Things are stressful and scary and oppressive and weird and sometimes really beautiful but also mainly confusing, and I know that adding “poor” or “looking for a steady income” or “not sure what do to with myself but I can’t really afford to ‘find myself’ right now” are all really horrible feelings, and I’ve felt them all in the past year — but the bottom line is that they were all emotions that I’ve allowed myself to feel.
It’s not 09’s responsibility to do right by you. Or 2010’s for that matter.
You’re gonna wake up on January first and things are gonna be more or less the same in your life. Other than a hangover or a drive home ahead of you, you’re gonna be the same lady or dude that went to that party last night. New laws aren’t gonna pass over night, the economy isn’t suddenly going to have a boner, thinking about your ex isn’t going to hurt any less, etc.
The point I’m making here is that you can do it anytime.
You can choose to be happy literally at any time.
And I don’t mean happy like, content with your life and “in a good place.” That’s not a choice. That takes really hard fucking work and commitment to yourself over an extended period of time.
But I mean, you can choose change — you can choose to grow — at any moment of your life.
Rearrange your furniture, read some books, go to a new coffee shop every day — do something that’s different and keep doing different things that are within your realm of control. Do them all the time. Build momentum. New things, new things, new things. And eventually a big decision will come along and you’ll be in a good place to make it because you won’t be pacing around on the internet wondering why things aren’t going your way.
Things are constantly going your way.
You’re constantly given decisions that matter and you have power to choose the cool thing every single time.
You just need to fucking realize what you have control over and what you don’t.
That’s it. I love you. Have a good Thursday.
Bravo.
so i just read a post cricket rebloged and the words “i’m lonely too” caught my eye. there is something about the word “lonely” that creeps me out. ive heard a few people say it, and it kind of disturbs me.
i assume that everyone is lonely. its a given. you can be all by yourself, or surrounded by people and feel lonely. you can have no life, or an overly active social calendar and be painfully lonesome.
even though i shy away from showing my emotions to people (because showing your emotions is involuntary, not controlled, up for interpretation), i can and do articulate them verbally all the time (cause that way its somehow controlled, given context, justified or validated).
but fuck, the word lonely. it just sound so… i dont know… pitiful. it sounds like desperation. being sad or in mourning is one thing, but verbalizing out loud to other people that you are “lonely” sounds like you’re wallowing in that sadness. that you feel sorry for yourself.
its kind of how i feel about empathy and pity. i’m ok with empathy, but i’d never want anyone to “pity” me. its insulting. arrogant even. i feel like people that admit to being lonely are asking for pity.
im reading this and i realize i sound like an incredible asshole. everyone is lonely at one time or another… i just dont like the word. im not entirely sure why.
yes. but i love lonesome
On one step at time.
Turning drunken sex into a meaningful, life-long partnership - is it as hard as it looks?
Sounds sarcastic, but jesus it’s a real problem, you know?
Drunken sex? Hell, turning anything into a life-long partnership is hard.Quit looking for the person you want in the grave next to you, and just find somebody you don’t mind mind waking up in the bed next to you.
sometimes your pithy answers make me frown.
i just put a very large log on the fire
that is not a euphemism.
