im gonna write a rap about myself and title it Broke Joke
Great
Biting my nails is a bad habit
I don’t want to
My mom really doesn’t want me to
but whatever
I do it anyway
Will I ever stop?
It’s not like it benefits me
or is a pleasurable activity
and the skin under my nails hurts
is raw and achey
from the incessant gnawing and
alternative clipping method
I think I’m just anxious or stressed
not sure about what though
does that mean,
great,
I’m inherently anxious or stressed
does that mean
when I stop biting I’m cured?
What if
I bite til I die.
- me most of the time: i brushed my teeth like yesterday and i have mint gum watever
- me after the dentist: i think i'll floss 12 times a day and brush 4 times and also i can totally fit in a mouthwash rinse after each meal!
my friend and i had this pretend nightmare we made up where what if at graduation when you moved your tassel to the left side you suddenly woke up back in the first grade
ugh nobody understands me except lindsay weir and angela chase
Before you go to sleep you should say to yourself, aloud, “I could die tomorrow.”
It has a strange effect, saying it aloud. Makes this possibility seem more real, as real as it actually is.
Then say to yourself, “I could die in 5 minutes.”
Imagine you will in fact die in 5 minutes. What do you do? I mean really imagine, expect that, you will no longer be alive, you will be dead, in 5 minutes. Because this is the reality of it, your life doesn’t exist in 5 minutes, it only exists now.
bordem builds character
when you see something on your dash and go to like it and then notice that you’ve already liked it and you smirk like “hah, good job me i knew you had good taste”
okay im not one for being optimistic really but i have a feeling this summer is going to be fucking awesome
do you ever get the feeling that you could be extremely awesome at everything if you were able to devote a substantial amount of time to each endeavor?
- scrolling my dash on tumblr: "do what makes you happy" post appears
- me: ok
- continues to scroll for eternity
I get sad when I think about how many other times I will be sad in the future.
when you start tearing up because you think you’re being emotional and touched by the things you are reading and looking at but really it’s just because you’ve been staring at the computer screen so long and you’re eyes are dying
