April 12, 2012
nevver:

“I hate the way the human psyche works, the way we are traumatized and stupidly imprinted in early childhood and have to spend the rest of our lives trying to overcome these infantile mental fixations. And we never ever fully succeed in this endeavor.” — R. Crumb

nevver:

“I hate the way the human psyche works, the way we are traumatized and stupidly imprinted in early childhood and have to spend the rest of our lives trying to overcome these infantile mental fixations. And we never ever fully succeed in this endeavor.” — R. Crumb

April 10, 2012

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March 31, 2012
"I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that can make modern life mysterious or marvelous to us. The commonest thing is delightful if one only hides it. When I leave town now I never tell my people where I am going. If I did, I would lose all my pleasure. It is a silly habit, I dare say, but somehow it seems to bring a great deal of romance into one’s life."

— Oscar Wilde  (via thatkindofwoman)

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March 29, 2012
nevver:

Oh the Irony

nevver:

Oh the Irony

March 27, 2012

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March 25, 2012
Eh.

First bad day we’ve had in a while.

I was moody today.

Oh absolutely.

I admit it.

But still, I am justly annoyed.

DON’T ask me a question and then start talking to someone else in the middle of my friggin response. That is the most ignorant shit I can imagine. And you do it every time we are on the phone.

I got interrupted for 18 years of my life, daily, hourly, every-time-I-tried-to-speak.

PLEASE, DO NOT INTERRUPT ME.

*shrugs*

Tomorrow will be better.

March 24, 2012
nevver:

Slaughterhouse-Five, or The Children’s Crusade, Kurt Vonnegut

nevver:

Slaughterhouse-Five, or The Children’s Crusade, Kurt Vonnegut

March 24, 2012
imperialbedrooms:

“Don’t interrupt me, honey.”



This has got to be one of my all-time favorite movie scenes.

imperialbedrooms:

“Don’t interrupt me, honey.”

This has got to be one of my all-time favorite movie scenes.

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March 24, 2012

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March 18, 2012
"Miraculously, a day without the torture of fear and doubt. He thought: this is what it would be like to be sane."

Magnificent Ruin

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March 17, 2012
Fuck.

Of all the situations that make me feel like shit about myself, big parties and celebrations take the cake. I feel so left out. Like I don’t belong. I am so uncomfortable with myself, I can’t just “let go” or “have fun”. And what’s worse is I’m the entertainment. I can’t take all these eyes on me. 2 down, 9 hours to go…this is killing me, as I knew it would.

March 15, 2012
Revolving doors.

What an uncanny week. I find out I won’t have a job in 6-8 weeks due to fraud in the company. I get scammed out of 180 dollars by a fraudulent security advertisement. I lose my $100 soldering toolkit today.

AND THEN

Ten minutes after I realize it, I go to lost and found and there is someone else’s orphaned toolkit, used once, weeks ago, which is promptly handed over to me with a smile.

Now, it gets REALLY weird…

I go to my first appointment for physical therapy today and find out my copay is $20 per session. But then the doctor gets to talking to me and decides to eliminate the copay altogether. I’m scheduled, at the moment, for 9 sessions in the next 4 weeks. Remember that aforementioned $180 scam?

Crazy…

I think I am being rewarded by the universe for staying positive and not beating myself up about the security scam.

Point taken, universe.

Point taken.

March 14, 2012
laughingsquid:

Homeless Hotspots, Charity Project Turns The Homeless Into Roaming 4G Hotspots

It’s semantics.

laughingsquid:

Homeless Hotspots, Charity Project Turns The Homeless Into Roaming 4G Hotspots

It’s semantics.

March 14, 2012
Michael Anania, “Eclogue”

poetryeater:

How sudden they seem,
the gradual lives
of flowers, or the faces
you see in the brief
light of a “B” stop
taking, as you always
do, the “A” train.

Brilliantly observed

March 14, 2012
Am I living it right?

I am paying 500 dollars (which I am barely scraping together) for a security certification, because I am too socially anxious to handle bartending right now, it would just make me hate everyone. I would DREAD work every night. But bartending would be the “smart” choice. I NEED to network in order to succeed in the music industry. But my total lack of self-confidence and self-love, and the subsequent inability to “network”, or “perform” confidently, is keeping me from reaching anywhere near my potential as an artist, as a businessman, as a human being. My knowledge of this fact is torturing me at every turn, if you listen closely enough you might just hear that voice inside of my head saying “with your talent and your looks and your intelligence, you would be on your way to the life you’ve been dreaming of, if you weren’t such a failure on such a fundamental level.” Living with that voice - a voice which has only gotten louder since I moved to NY, is making me insane. It hurts more than words can describe to feel simultaneously so talented and so useless. I won’t give up, that’s why I dragged myself to NYC, that’s one of two primary reasons I am in therapy. But every day just hurts, the pressure, my ambition, my competition, God I hope this treatment works. I need a miracle. Please, God. Help me get through this.

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