December 2011
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Anonymous asked: Are you upstate NY or true gritty NYC NY?
People walk in and out of our lives frequently. Some leave after a short amount of time—like footprints in fresh snow or a rare uninterrupted state of solace in the rush of city life—while others leave after an extended amount of time, after unconsciously branding a heart with their name and face.
Stages of pain, rage, and sorrow are inevitable. The ultimate challenge is to gather the...
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Building a wall and blocking out those who care are defense mechanisms I often refer to when my mind is drowning in a thick and heavy fog. Thinking becomes a painful nuisance and gives rise to headaches that make the minutest of noises unbearably irritating. Wanting to be alone, basking in silence, with no interruptions is all I want when I feel this way. Some people care and try to pry their way...
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“Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different...”
– Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha (via shantosophy)
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mindofanalien replied to your post: Bitter
I understand this so much or how they feel like villainizing the person that hurt you is supposed to somehow make you feel better.
YES. I think of it as a “convincing-yourself-that-you’re-really-done-aka-moving-on-faster-though-it’s-not-too-logical” thing. But if it extends to the point where it’s an almost daily (or...
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Bitter
I am entertained by some of the mannerisms that exist within people. To be specific, rejected lovers. I understand that anger and sadness immediately ensues the aftermath of a rejection or a break-up, but I do not think one should immediately place themselves on a pedestal upon the discovery of an ex-significant other finding happiness in someone else.
“You could have done better.”
Why...
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The Veils - Vicious Traditions
I’ve always prided myself in being a listener; chanting an oft-repeated mantra that, in certain situations, what another person needs the most is a simple listening ear, not a mouth to offer a different point of view or biased advice. But lately, it’s been hard to focus, hard to contain myself.
I’ve listened to stories of many: the broken, the addicted, the ones who have given...
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“Every one interprets everything in terms of his own experience. If you say...”
– Aleister Crowley, Diary of a Drug Fiend
It’s been awhile. After months of sleepless nights and endless worries, I finally feel at ease. Partially, slightly, at least. The weight on my chest has taken flight (for now) and my lungs can finally expand rather than deflate another millimeter towards death every time I exhaled. It is an odd feeling, to feel the harnesses encapsulating my heart and brain loosen their binding. It’s...
Liar
i know what you’ve done with whom and when i don’t need to know Why only for you to say that you did instead of Deny
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“It is necessary to find one’s own way in New York. New York City is not...”
– Maeve Brennan (via randomnyc)
I take off my mask when alone and confined within a single room. There is a mirror placed on my desk so I can stare at myself and smile as I take notice of my fragmented reflection. Who am I? Which one is the real me? There’s the me my mother knows, the me my sister knows, the me professors know, the me acquaintances know, the me close friends know, the me strangers think they can know,...
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I am hoping that, with time, the things I worry about and lose sleep over now will only bring me laughs in the future. Bouts of laughter triggered by sheer amusement at my own stupidity and mistakes made as a young adult, for prioritizing things that should’ve been second to what was truly important, and pressuring myself with self-made standards no sane human being would ever force ...