March 2012
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So many decisions
Right now, I can either sleep, play guitar, do a 3-D model of a toilet, write G’s letter, skype, watch Gilmore Girls, do homework for next week…..
Mar 1st
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Mar 1st
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Mar 1st
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I just bought my roommate milk tea and she drank it all in five minutes….do you guys know how long it takes me to drink a cup of anything? Like an hour? Sometimes even two or three? Is there something wrong with me?
Mar 1st
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Lists
Hobbies/things that I do/am interested in doing (even though I fail at half): -Tumblr, facebook, photography (photoshop), guitar, singing (pretending I’m good), fashion design, sketching, decorating rooms, tweeting, animation (Maya), graphic designing (Illustrator), creative writing, poetry, reading, screenplay-writing, song-writing, film, journalism, Glee, How I Met Your Mother, Gossip...
Mar 1st
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February 2012
Feb 29th
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waitingonthelight: lately i’ve been feeling like our emotions are inversely proportional. will we ever reach an equilibrium?
Feb 29th
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I need to start praying again. 
Feb 29th
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Feb 29th
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I just ranted to my roommate on how I want to get married by 28, which gives me about 9.5 years to find my soulmate, but I want to be in a five year relationship before being proposed, which gives me 4.5 years to find my soulmate, but I will be in school for three more years, which will keep me super busy and AHHH so little time to date!
Feb 27th
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Anonymous asked: dear me,
Feb 27th
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1612th: C6H1206 we’re goin’ down swinging
Feb 27th
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     I don’t consider Berkeley my home, but I often catch myself calling it “home.” Sometimes I let it slip through my lips naturally; other times, I catch myself in the middle of the word, and swallow it back down. I yearn to go back home, so I do. But when I’m sleeping in my bed, I don’t feel right. Maybe it’s when I’m with you, I’m home, but...
Feb 27th
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I feel like
a piece of wood, drifting in muddy water. 
Feb 26th
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ListenThe Way I Am, by Ingrid Michaelson Covered by me,...
Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 22nd
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Anonymous asked: Dear person I like
Feb 21st
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Anonymous asked: Dear boyfriend
Feb 21st
Go for it. →
I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box Dear person I hate, Dear person I like, Dear ex boyfriend Dear ex bestfriend, Dear bestfriend, Dear *anyone*, Dear Santa, Dear mom, Dear dad, Dear future me, Dear past me, Dear person I’m jealous of, Dear person I had a crush on Dear girlfriend  Dear boyfriend 
Feb 21st
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Sober nights
   On sober nights, I like to have lonely, solitary self-therapy time, through blasting loud but serene music, overdosing on Aquafina, and looking outside the window, watching people. I ask people hypothetical and curious questions, and write words that I find are blissful together, words that sound like honey and tea. Iron and Wine in the background, as I cut pieces of paper, and invisible hands...
Feb 21st
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    People tell you the truth, and most of the time the truth stings. Words you never anticipate hearing, words you wish you hadn’t hear, and the truth of the facade that hangs before you for the last eighteen years.      And now I feel disorientated in the world that I have tried to organize in front of me. No sacred space, no temple of direction, no pillar for me to revolve around....
Feb 21st
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Listenharmoniouschaos: Safe and Sound - Taylor Swift...
Feb 20th
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Life is a ball of yarn
Before I got into college, I didn’t know what I wanted to do. I dreamt of being a writer, an astronaut, a fashion designer, and a photo journalist. In the meanwhile, my parents wanted me to do architecture, but I refused. After I got into college, I was forced into business, but then came to realize I didn’t want to do that. Now, since I am looking more into architecture, I am thinking...
Feb 20th
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