CULTIVATION: Too often am I mistaken for a... →
jonathanpham: Too often am I mistaken for a pessimist when I express myself in that non-fantastical manner. I’ve noticed that the modern-day trend has been to write whimsically rather than honestly about the realities of our situations,—exaggerated joy and appeals to fiction—so once I break pattern, I am…
LetMeOut.: Venting on tumblr, →
8tee: See when people vent on tumblr , we all know that people are going to see that. And people are going to judge/talk/or ask about it. You know there are other options to hide that right? Such as private posts, password tumblrs, or personal journals. Yet, we choose to write it to the… had a similar talk with michaela about this mhm agree
CULTIVATION: Life Through a Lens →
jonathanpham: Looking through that viewfinder, the world suddenly gets narrowed down into that small dimension of space. Twisting and turning the focusing ring, oftentimes on the things closest and most obvious to the eye. I kneel, I crouch, I stand, or I lay, but either way, there’s that single angle…
thewallflowergirl: I want to give someone a Valentine.
CULTIVATION: It’s crazy how deeply attached you... →
jonathanpham: It’s crazy how deeply attached you can get to someone. You don’t realize the depth to it until they become absent from your life. It’s destructive, really. And maybe it did take some time for us; to move on in the sense that we can find a means of smiling without their company. But, there are… relevant
monthsofjune asked: http://games.yahoo.com/games/login2?page=gf&ss=1
I'm in sardine can i think
I'm in sardine can i think
My story isn't for the faint-hearted.
fly-high-above-all: It’s a long, dark past with chapters of ominous times. Only few have heard my story. So respect my decision.
I am horrible at timing.
I wanted to wait for the right time to tell you I like you. I wanted to tell you in a special way. Some other guy beat me to it though. I doubt it was special too. Now you’re falling for him. I feel like I never had a chance.
First class for the rest of the semester
will always be 11am or later fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I think I’m going to move on and stop clinging. I’ve been feeling a want to write everything about my love life or lack of it but at the same time I don’t. I just feel like only a few people should know, if they don’t already, about my situation and feelings. BLAHHHHHHHHH. idk. No one wants me.
JerrBear: so i ended up trying to cheat by putting what i had into a cube solver
JerrBear: i just put in what colors are on what sides
JerrBear: and it said that the cube was unsolvable because pieces were misplaced
JerrBear: so i was telling my brother about it and my dad comes in and was like "oh yeah i forgot to tell you i dropped your rubiks cube and a couple pieces fell out so i popped em back in"
JerrBear: so i swapped the couple pieces and i solved it no problem