March 2012
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P-P-Procrastination
As an independent student, it is my job to complete all my schoolwork and organize my life. As a procrastinator, I’m struggling. I only go to work two to three days per week, yet I still seem to make excuses for myself as to why I can’t finish my homework until the night before it’s due. Why? Why? Why? I have never been an over-achiever when it comes to school, but I’m...
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February 2012
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Actin’ funny, but I don’t know why
‘Scuse me while I kiss the...
– Jimi Hendrix, Purple Haze
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Would you like some uncertainty with your coffee?
I seem to have woken up on the wrong side of the bed. My emotions are twisted, and thoughts a jumbled mess. I feel as if I am wasting away my days, waiting for something to happen, something I can’t pinpoint. As I sit at my table, entangled in my blanket, sipping yesterdays cold coffee, with The Graduate on the television, I can’t help but ponder my very existence. Far too heavy a...
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Now rest your weary head my sister of the soul
I will watch the hot embers in...
– Lianna Townsley
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Ramblings
Oh, It’s days like this I lose touch I am lost in the crevices of my mind Those hard to find places make an appearance Revealing their long forgotten whereabouts Those dark, toxic introspection’s Incendiary and devilish intentions Oh, it’s days like this I see a different horizon I ride a new mood swing I feel the deep self-loathing Not a foreign emotion But a familiar, unwelcome...
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When I feel down, I change eras
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When did my life become so mundane? So safe? So utterly dull? I need some spice in my life, some unpredictability.
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romanticmisanthropist asked: Love the hell out of your tumblr/profile pic hahaha, I have thought on many occasions that I was legitimately born in the complete wrong decade..
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Exist
These Halls I walk down do not recognize
Just as you
See not what I see
I cannot muster the courage to speak a word
All I want is to be heard
But the truth escapes me
So I stand
Here in your midst
To offer this
Small piece of evidence
That I do Exist
-Lianna
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