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Such is life
"This is how it works:
You're young until you're not.
You love until you don't.
You try until you can't.
You laugh until you cry.
You cry until you laugh.
And everyone must breathe until their dying breath." - Regina Spektor
You're young until you're not.
You love until you don't.
You try until you can't.
You laugh until you cry.
You cry until you laugh.
And everyone must breathe until their dying breath." - Regina Spektor
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Love
Falling in love is as equally painful as it is wonderful and elating. You feel so deeply connected to this one human being and it’s terrifying. How could one person be responsible for your happiness? It’s impossible. You feel like no one else will ever hold a candle to this one person. You’ve blocked out all of their flaws and see them as this perfectly amazing human being. You feel so horrifyingly vulnerable and exposed. Every song is a reminder, and every beautiful moment in your life reminds you of them. Love is the epitome of fear. Love is the single scariest thing that you could ever throw yourself into.
All in all, I don’t recommend it.
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My super bohemian summer:
1 month at home with all my old loves. Doing rambunctious schtuff.
10 days in Chicago back to my old hipster shit.
1 week in San Francisco, getting back to my Bay Area roots and being a dirty hipster (again)
12 days in Houston, doing I don’t know what since I’ve never been there before. Exploring.
1 week in Austin with my ultra-bro, partying and listening to music and being introspective.
Roadtrip to New England with my brilliant Chi-town accomplice.
Adirondack Cabin with my favorite people.
This summer. This summer is going to be phenomiawesomeextracoolamazingsauce
The end of the semester:
I don’t remember what happiness feels like. One week, baby. One week! I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
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I don’t understand why people act differently online than they do in person.
There are some people that I absolutely ADORE but cannot stand the way that they present themselves on the internet.
It also works the other way, there are people whom I find deeply fascinating online, but when I meet them in person they are generally pretty boring and mundane.
Maybe it’s sub-conscious. Maybe I’m really an asshole online. Or in real life. Or both.
Probably both
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