January 2011
It’s not that I am growing tired of men and their actions in a generalization, but what I am growing weary of is the same outcome with everyone I encounter with.
The disappointment, and the hurt.
It’s getting redundant. It’s no longer as piercing as it once was; I suppose this has happened so many times that I’ve grown rather numb, and indifferent.
But it still stings.
Anonymous asked: First off i'm not a "dude"
Second, i would just like point out how ridiculous you're being. Yes, i agree with you that he is very attractive and he may have a few too many pictures of himself to say the least, but you're also judging him based on his blog and pictures. Do you know him? Have you spoken to him? Why judge the book based on it's cover?
aysis:
I Can Take You There.mp3
Shiki no uta (remix) - Nujabes feat. Minmi.
Chasing Pavements || Adele
“Should I give...
Second, i would just like point out how ridiculous you're being. Yes, i agree with you that he is very attractive and he may have a few too many pictures of himself to say the least, but you're also judging him based on his blog and pictures. Do you know him? Have you spoken to him? Why judge the book based on it's cover?
Anonymous asked: You aren't attracted any more because he takes too many pictures of himself?
sundaymorninlifeiscoming-deacti asked: http://scottyarhh.tumblr.com/
i think that's him? lol
i think that's him? lol
December 2010
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Anonymous asked: Why do you seem so depressing?
masked.
A disguise worn to fool what others thought they saw; when in actuality what was worn was simply and escape from the pits of insecurity. I can see these embedded scars from what laid behind the mask, such an inferior complex conjured every time a reflection was bounced back from a mirror.
It was frightening.
How displeased and unsatisfied with oneself; that revealing my face was never an answer....
genuine.
I’m not going to waste my time trying to fool myself into happiness by plastering a smile onto my face when it does not clearly fit into place. Something that isn’t wanted and does not belong. An ingredient that makes the meal sour and distasteful, a sharp and flat accidental within the melody, or something that simply does not fit comfortably within the equation.
I only smile when it...
recreational purposes.
The new year is coming up, and people are using this New Year as symbolization for some recreational means. I know for a fact that change in the hands of the beholder, but people use the new year as an act of creating something new.
Don’t get the New Year confused or mistaken for just purposeless digits. They have more significance than just that.
It’s how you interpret it.
I'm just not feeling it tonight.
These nights seem to be repetitive and repetitive day after day. It’s getting redundant to my distaste, as a matter of fact. It’s still the same routine… and it’s getting rather tiring. I suppose I’m just diligently waiting until that “special” day will come and change something; alter and transition into something anew.
I’m getting impatient.
Is...
aysis:
I Can Take You There.mp3
S.O.S
(Sense-of-Style.)
There are many controversies over the this topic of discussion, how there are primary groups categorized and dispersed within the fields of the latest trends, and what is known as fashion.
Let me classify these so-called “groups” of style that everyone seems to be all worked up about.
K-Pop- This group obviously gains there sense from influences of Korean pop culture.
...
These beats.
I have a soul for hip-hop, I really do. I usually prefer the smooth hip-hop with a nujabes blend, but anything that appeals to the ear shall suffice as well.
These beats that are syncing into my ears exert something so sweet, something so delightful, contracting every bit of ecstasy into every fiber of my being.
It’s so smooth, every beat flowing through from these headphones into my...
differientations.
To have love, is to give.
To have lust, is to get.
Simple
whisperedverse:
The things I most desire are both simple and few. At the top of that list is a moment with you.
pedantic.
The only thing that probably annoys me the most, is when someone perceives me as a pretentious pedantic. It’s one of the many underestimations that people usually take in when they first have an opinionated reasoning towards me, but the only invalid diction behind that is their own ignorant misunderstanding.
You do not know me.
It’s very bothersome because I suppose I don’t...
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Anonymous asked: please stop writing, you suck. honestly. your not inspiring or motivational, nothing to sympathize with or anything. your "passion" for writing doesn't even show in it. Honestly, your writing is amateur at best, and its nothing worth hyping up. Go follow a real dream, writing will get you nowhere.
Trust and respect have many similarities, though they are two very different secular ideals. They are both earned, not simply gained. Those that automatically assume they deserve to have trust and respect served to them on a silver platter are the real fools.
It requires a lot of hard work to gain trust and respect from me, but just as they are difficult to attain, you can lose it in a matter of...
I believe in a brighter tomorrow, I sincerely do. It’s just that worrying about today seems to be my primary concern, thus me being unable to properly plan my future. I have many ambitions and goals set; both long term and short. These complications that seem to present themselves in front of my face is getting rather burdensome, because I can’t find the solution to get them resolved...
Shiki no uta (remix) - Nujabes feat. Minmi.
Though I awake in this reality that I’ve fabricated with my own insecurity, I still have some kind of appreciation for some of the little things. My eyes slowly open as I feel the sun shine through my window and brush against my face with it’s gleaming rays. The blue sky is still clear; abundant with white, fluffy clouds. The cool breeze is what makes this weather so delightful. I am...
For every ending, there is a new beginning.
(via -megannnn, tranquilist)
Expression.
I don’t know about you, but I consider “blogging” as writing. Whether it be something minuscule like about what you did through out your day, or some kind of conceptual abstraction.
Either way, blogging is expression; therefore I don’t really have a say in how one would express themselves. Whether it be writing, or some kind of alternative, such as pictures or some...
Anonymous asked: Whats yer cousin's name? Share the pic!
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These nights seem to be longer and longer everyday; thus making sleep farther and farther away.
I can’t seem to find it within myself to have the ability to let my eyes close, and rest. The reason behind that is left a mystery, and I’m sought out to find out why.
Insomnia is not the culprit, no.
I am choosing not to sleep, for some kind of unrevealed subconscious purpose. Something in the...
Chasing Pavements || Adele
“Should I give...
Restrictions Eliminated
jhayjhaythejetplane:
The stars kiss the skies on a nightly basis, like paint on an empty canvas. I am the artist, I hold the paintbrush, well then tell me why I can’t brush the pain off. Limits. Boundaries. We’re all chained to barriers; unbroken, vows that are silenced by black holes gashed open by hatred. Red, red, taints of red. Crimson. Cardinal. Maroon. Splattered on white, payment for a...
“Happiness is not a possession to be prized, it is a quality of thought, a state...”
– Daphne Du Maurier (via kari-shma)
xrcuhruz:
I’ve learned not to grow too attached to people, because during the time when you least expect it, that person can just disappear from your life within just a matter of seconds. The relationship that you two built is no longer there anymore.
indifference.
It’s times like these where I find myself so absorbed in the mayhem and distortion that I have caused my own self, the drowning of complete insecurity and uncertainty, that I think it’s best to just leave things be. Time shall pass, and I’ll eventually mature out of this retched skin that leaves me so sick.
Tired of this senseless emotion, that I transition in the hands and...
I have the decency to think of others’ contentment, rather than my own. It’s just rather difficult to withhold that consideration when my own contentment is on the brink. It’s these obstacles and barricades that I overcome, that makes smiling so much more difficult than it already is. Sure, a few individuals may plaster on a smirk without a care for the world, but I am just the...
itsalexandruhh asked: Baby, I love you.
Come back to bed?
;)
Come back to bed?
;)
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When we get hit with a stuggle, we tend to not see the things or people around us; kind of as if we were transfered from a bright room into a dark room. We can’t see a thing, and its uncomfortable, to say the least. But with a little more time and paitence, we can adjust to see our surroundings. Through paitence and time, we realize what’s really needed and what’s...
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A View From Within
whisperedverse:
Beauty’s felt, not seen; more than eyes can glean from a momentary glance.
There is beauty in her face, her form and her flesh. Surely, that is true.
But, aspects of her which render her my dark dream are hidden from view.
She infects my heart with her ringing laughter and her sly, knowing smile.
She captures my mind with thought spilled on a page, with verse that...
This emotional and mental turmoil has me in utter distress. It’s as if its boiling within me, mixing, churning, gradually escalating and elevating to a degree where endurance is no longer part of the equation. An extent so high, that it almost seems cosmic; astronomical. I must find a resolution to this instability, because equilibrium is essential. I suppose sleep is a requisite.
...
“I am a lassitude of emotions; a fucking spectrum if you will. I can never pick...”
– Oneself. (via -eloquence)
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myblisslikethis:
a very few words
from exactly the right source
sets me on fire.
Such simple words from that special someone, that gives you that tingly, tickleish feeling whenever the right sets of words spews from their lips with their heart’s devotion and commitment accompanied with it. Love’s Investment from their heart to yours, sincerely.
It’s times like these where loneliness has me in it’s palms. I can’t seem to squirm my way out, but this feeling stains my inner being by contaminating it’s illness towards every fiber of what is known as myself.
I’ve had my heart broken before, and thus my perspective of love has been internally altered and distorted. I’m standing in total and absolute...
Estranged from happiness.
I do not wish to greet discontentment with a warm welcome, but unfortunately, that is not the case. I am in such a disposition when it comes to satisfying myself. I am displeased beyond apprehesive terms and comprehensible standards.
Unfathomable, this feeling of complete insecurity. I’m not enthralled from what I see staring back at me within the mirror. A reflection I find so revolting...
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See here, I have tried with all of my effort to merely gain your attention. That was all I wanted; to simply speak to you. I just didn’t get it implanted within my mind that you weren’t interested at the slightest. If I had read the signs correctly, I wouldn’t have tried so hard, and I wouldn’t have bothered you to begin with. I care for you, I really do, but the reason behind that is left...
annnnguyen-deactivated20110602 asked: You have really really good taste in music, something too uncommon these days -0-;
jhayjhaythejetplane asked: NO DAMMIT YOU’RE MINE hahahahahaa
