It got insane again. A different breed of insane. My biggest internal struggle of the day is whether or not I should take off my headphones and smile at the guy around my age standing next to me on the train platform because we’re both very obviously just overdressed kids in suits and heels wishing we were being whisked away into an epic adventure rather than an office. I’m not mad. I really enjoy my job. It’s just a massive shift. And when things shift, I implode. I never sit around being like wah wah wah I really want a boyfriend, but I just had this flash of “holy shit I wanna be on a couch in an apartment eating tacos with a sexy man.” How does that even work? How to people get to the point where they’re like “yes, we’re dating.” I hate the idea of dating because it has a beginning and an end. We meet. We hang out a bunch. It either works out or it doesn’t and someone, at some point will inevitably declare that it doesn’t anymore. And that is unsettling. This is why I’ve always excelled in long distance friends with benefits scenarios. God that sounds terrible doesn’t it? How did this rant even turn to dating? I don’t want to live with my parents anymore. I was fine forever and then suddenly I got a new job and now I want to retreat into my own world for a while. I don’t have time in the day to have thoughts and then I come home and have to interact with all of these clashing personalities and it is just EXHAUSTING. There’s a lot going on. I will probably be stoned all weekend. That’ll be nice.
Shia LaBeouf live-tweets his acid trip.
3:15 AM – 7 Aug 12
OK everybody here goes nothing. I’m gonna light a cigarette. Where are my cigarettes. Brb going to Walgreens for cigs
3:45 AM – 7 Aug 12
the security guard at Walgreens is a crazy guy. there was fire coming out of his head and i told him your heads on fire and he just looked at me
3:46 AM – 7 Aug 12
i’m gonna light a cig
3:52 AM – 7 Aug 12
theres like 4 types of lettuce in this apt. i didnt even buy that much lettuce. what am i gonna do juggle lettuce. alright bye
3:56 AM – 7 Aug 12
indiana jones was the peak of my career. feel very aware that it’s all downhill from here
4:03 AM – 7 Aug 12
i resent my father camping out in my house. ok but get this, its fine… yeah its totally fine he can do whatever he wants. the end
4:08 AM – 7 Aug 12
is this entertaining. is this new media. i dont understand my feet
4:09 AM – 7 Aug 12
you guys ever watch that video of the double rainbow?
4:12 AM – 7 Aug 12
@frankiemunez who’s laughing now? who’s laughing now buddy… checkmate
4:14 AM – 7 Aug 12
my character hasnt seen his brother before. i figured that out. he doesnt even know he HAS a brother. but he doesss have a brother. complicated actually
4:28 AM – 7 Aug 12
i would have sex with lars von trier on camera. i would. but only if its dogme style. im a comedian guys
4:33 AM – 7 Aug 12
im nothing, im an idiot. how did i get here when nothing happened
4:44 AM – 7 Aug 12
what’s the difference btw mayonaise and mayo? is there a difference
4:46 AM – 7 Aug 12
who has my hand i want it back
4:48 AM – 7 Aug 12
i was lying before. will smith is good at rap
4:51 AM – 7 Aug 12
twitter is like the energy that links our brains together. mental lubricant
5:06 AM – 7 Aug 12
i’m wearing three watches and they all have different times. i have a watch on my ankle… damn you… sorry, i love u
5:14 AM – 7 Aug 12
yr gonna see me in yr dream cause i dont know where to live anymore
5:22 AM – 7 Aug 12
im done w this!! im nothing…
5:56 AM – 7 Aug 12
ok guys i dont really ‘get’ sigur ros but theyre beautiful anyway
“Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and resistant rearrangers of things, anxious malcontents, children afflicted apparently at birth with some presentiment of loss.” -Joan Didion
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a bisexual pop group called Both Directions
a pansexual pop group called All Directions
an asexual pop group called No Directions
a questioning pop group called Which Direction
a helpful pop group called That Direction
a lost pop group called Can I Have Directions
a married pop group called Dammit Why Won’t You Just Ask For Directions
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I cried tears you’ll never see, so fuck you you can go cry me an ocean and let me be
boys are like those characters in old video games that just stand around in random places outside buildings and on roofs and tell you weird stuff when you walk up to them and then leave
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Despite the contradictory advice circulated in the late ’90s, if you wanna be my lover, please do not get with my friends.
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“If you want to kill yourself, kill what you don’t like. I had an old self that I killed. You can kill yourself too, but that doesn’t mean you got to stop living.”
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