2011-04-01 @ 6:22 p.m.
Portal
Suddenly, you stop caring how everyone perceives you; you stop wondering if the people in your class find you arrogant or insufferable; you stop feeling curious about the smiles you seem to arouse from strangers; you stop doubting the depth of a friends feelings; you stop questioning the ties of blood; you stop debating the purity of your own soul.
Some days, like today, it all feels sort of meaningless. Does it really matter? Does any of this really matter?
We�re here one minute, and the next were gone. Like a shooting star or a meteor. We light up the sky in a passing glorious moment, sometimes we shoot by unnoticed, sometimes we make a big bang � but then we�re gone. We�ve dissolved into the Nothing.
Everything feels so real and so abstract at the same time; like I�m trying to place my hand on the surface of a lake without rippling the surface or getting wet; or like I�m trying to walk with my feet never touching the ground. It should be simple, it should be understandable; and yet it never is.
It all feels so far away, but it�s right here in my head. It�s right here in my heart.
I think, given the choice, I�d like to sink and never resurface.
A shit load of contradictions, wrapped up neatly, with a nice pretty bow.
Reading. Writing. Zoos & Animal Parks. Bowling. Coffee Ice-cream. Blues Rock/Alternative/Indie Music. Fallen Angels. Wild Flowers. Pastrami. Vanilla Coke. Autumn. Harry Potter. Driving. Turquoise. Southern Comfort. Aviators. Semolina. Christmas. Museums. Dream Catchers. Roller Coasters. Tattoos. Winter Cider. Philosophy. Vintage Shops. Night time. Chinese Lanterns. Hoop earrings. Sci-Fi. Flowery Skirts. Mythical Creatures. Weeping Willows. Castles. Yankee Candles. Rainy Mornings. Ballet Pumps. Baking. Art Galleries. Long pendants. Quills and Ink. Spiced Rum. Libraries. Sleeping. Converse. Forests. Banana Milk. Venetian Masks. Poetry. Fireworks. US License Plates. Graveyards. Quotes. White Chocolate. Cats. Stars. Scrap Books. Shopping. Metallic Nail Varnish. Keepsakes. Phoenixes. Golden Grahams. Horror Movies. Tea (Esp. Rose Earl Grey). Lemonade Shower Gel. Travelling. Tragic Love. Piercings. Old Book & New Sponge Smells. Storms. Witty People. Cherries. Colourful Socks. American Dramas. Airports. Aston Martins. Hazelnut Lattes. Cowboys. Skeleton Keys. Cajun Chicken. Ivy. Dreams. Cinnamon Waffles. Old London. French Cheese. Trilby Hats. Antiques. Colourful Plasters. Postcards. Colourful paperclips. Bangles. Marvel & DC Comics. Key rings. Notebooks.
Dishonesty. Racism. Narrow-Mindedness. Idiocy. Unwarranted Violence. Neglective Parents. Bullying. Unearned Respect. Betrayal. Extreme Heat. Bright Lights. Sickness. Mushrooms & Olives. Alarm Clocks. Unfounded Jealousy. South African Accents. Celebrity Biographies. Suffocating Presences. Restrictions. Superficial people. Game playing. Routines.
Robert Frost Leather Bound Journal.
Small Vinyl Book Ends.
Astro Star Lamp.
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