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[14 Jul 2009|06:27pm] |
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We don't know if you're actually better. I mean, you came into the world with certain advantages, sure. I mean, that's the legacy. But you didn't earn it. You didn't work for it. You've never had anybody come up to you and say you deserve these things more than anyone else. They were just handed to you. So that doesn't make you better than us. It makes you luckier than us. - Buffy the Vampire Slayer
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[16 Apr 2009|03:28pm] |
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It's kind of pathetic that I can't do 20 crunches before I 1) feel the burn 2) get bored 3) stop doing them.
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[26 Feb 2009|09:38pm] |
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"I’m scared that I will undoubtedly fuck up anything that is good in my life. I’ll fuck it up partly because I am never satisfied and nothing is ever good enough for me, and partly, or rather: I’m never satisfied because I am so scared of getting fucked and not having control over getting fucked, that I would rather fuck it up myself. I’d rather ruin something myself, than take the chance of losing control over it."
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[02 Apr 2008|03:45pm] |
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"The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them–words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they're brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie to close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you've said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That's the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller but for want of an understanding ear."
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[27 Mar 2008|05:25am] |
"You know that old party game, "Who Am I This Time?" Or that nursery rhyme about a doctor, lawyer, baker. Whatever. People tend to get identified by what kind of hat they wear during the day. By what is visible, noticeable, obvious about them. So if you've got one arm or get around in a wheelchair or are blind, you're a handicapped person. Maybe you're also a poet or a scholar, a sinner, or a saint. But first and foremost in people's minds, you're handicapped. Not a lot you can do about it, either."
When I was cleaning out my desk for the things that I didn't need I came across a folder full of things from my 8th grade English class. There was an assignment that I had to do which was basically reading a book and then filling out a worksheet with whatever, etc. I had to choose a favorite quote and that's the one that I chose. Book 40. I had also given an explanation of why I liked it and, of course, my teacher thought it was so ~profound~ because I said something along the lines that people's eyes are handicapped because they can't see within someone else, only the outer appearance. Seriously, she wrote 'WOW!!!!' and underlined it many times.
She was also impressed with my writing in general? I used nice, strong language? Haha, three years ago I tried hard to impress people with my AWESUM writing skills but I was honestly a pretty shitty writer. These days I'm inadvertently a "smart, talented writer," and I do not enjoy writing at all. Or do I subconsciously enjoy it and consciously hate it? I don't know. Fact of this matter..I threw away the folder but I went back into the .txt file of the book to get the passage.
These books are addicting.
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[10 Mar 2008|03:33pm] |
Um, what the hell is up with my body? Stop coming early. This time you're a full seven days. STOP. IT.
And I love how this post is going to be posted at 3:33, half of 666.
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