March 2012
Stay humble.
Always.
Meet Joe Black
Joe Black: I don't care Bill. I love her.
William Parrish: How perfect for you - to take whatever you want because it pleases you. That's not love.
Joe Black: Then what is it?
William Parrish: Some aimless infatuation which, for the moment, you feel like indulging - it's missing everything that matters.
Joe Black: Which is what?
William Parrish: Trust, responsibility, taking the weight for your choices and feelings, and spending the rest of your life living up to them. And above all, not hurting the object of your love.
Joe Black: So that's what love is according to William Parrish?
William Parrish: Multiply it by infinity, and take it to the depth of forever, and you will still have barely a glimpse of what I'm talking about.
Joe Black: Those were my words.
William Parrish: They're mine now.
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When you can't see it in my eyes, you'll know that...
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"Treat others as you wish to be treated."
And I have and it’s the right thing to do. I’m proud of myself. That’s all that matters. It’s ethical.
The writers in my English class are full of crap.
They seriously do not know what they are talking about. It’s almost embarrassing reading their comments and their works.
I know it’s supposed to be a peer response group, but they need to learn how to differentiate “your” from “you’re”.
Goddamn, I realized that I can be really...
My mind will be the death of me.
I think too much sometimes. And maybe I should take a chance and act before I think that much. Too much is too much.
February 2012
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That moment when you realize you screwed up really...
It's not that I don't like to be optimistic.
And I’m not a pessimist.
I just like to be realistic.
It's not that my luck is horrible.
I’m just not skilled enough. There’s no such thing as luck.
There is only skill. And I don’t have enough.
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I know exactly what I want on my arm now.
Black and maybe some color depending on the cost.
Smokers
I’m walking at school and I cough super loud in front of this smoker. She looked at me for a while and I just kept walking. I know it’s not my choice whether or not they smoke but I’d rather not walk into their secondhand smoke.
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Loving someone is trusting them to hold your...
And trusting that they won’t drop it.
If you think about how short TaeYang is....
then all of those girls he dances with in his music videos must be really short. Or advanced camera techniques are being used to make it seem like he’s taller.
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The person I've been is not the person I truly am.
People and events can cause you to change. Sometimes it’s good and other times it’s hurtful. I’m sorry I wasn’t the real me.
I was leaving McDonald's with my friends one day.
This was last year. I remember all of us ordering food and enjoying ourselves. I saw a man going through the garbage cans. I gave him one of my burgers and my fries. I don’t know where he has been or what he’s been through but if he’s desperate enough to go through garbage cans then he must be hungry. Just trying to help another human being get by in life.
I always ask myself, "What would a clone of me...
And then I do it.
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When there is no room for logic and your heart...
I’ve asked myself this question many times. Many of the things I do and say are driven by emotion and a hint of logic. I act if I feel it but I also think about it. I think about the possible ways the scenario will work. It’s like playing a game with your head. Do you do Step A or Step B? Then what’s next? Step C, D, or E? Any of these things can happen.
But what happens...
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You've only become weaker since I last knew you.
The person you used to be…
That person was strong and independent. The person that you’ve become is weak; you’ve become dependent upon others. You’ve succumbed to your baser qualities and have only followed in the footsteps of elementary psychology. You’re not the person I once knew. You’re different.
The way you allow yourself to be tortured constantly is...
Never forget your roots.
Without your roots, you would not be standing right now.
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I'm not very artistic...
But I’m designing my tattoo right now. Let’s see how far I get before I get frustrated.
EDIT: Frustrated now. I’m just going to write it out instead of drawing it out.
Imagine being able to clear your mind.
Not like clearing your mind of one topic or subject.
But clearing your mind of everything. For just one minute of pure serenity, what would you do? There would be no worries or problems. There would be no hate or love. Your mind would literally be filled with nothing. What a thought….
I know exactly how I feel.
And I shall act upon those feelings. Sometimes the brain has to let the heart take over.
Good Feeling
Getting a haircut and then taking a shower right after.
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Lent
Friend- What are you giving up for Lent? You're Filipino and must be Catholic, right?
Me- What?
Friend- What are you giving up?
Me- Being Catholic.
There is no use in getting better if you don't...
To be the best, you have to exceed your limits. You have to test and push yourself to get there. You’re not getting there by doing the same thing every day. So what if you get a little sick? And so what if it hurts?
Man the fuck up.
It's time to push people away.
If you know your history, you won’t let the past repeat itself.
I'm doing the one thing I promised myself I would...
I’m living with regret.
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I'm Done.
No more trying hard. Time to be normal again.
I want to have an intellectual conversation about art history.
Or herpetology. Or ornithology.
Or even poetry.
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I am dissatisfied with my body.
I really want those abs.
And I want to be stronger.
I need to lose the fat around my belly.
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I love violins.
I wish I took lessons as a child.
New Public Blog
I’m writing non-private poetry again. Take a gander if you like.
http://morninghaikus.tumblr.com/
http://morninghaikus.tumblr.com/
I only trust a few people.
It’s not because I’m afraid of my secrets being told.
I just don’t think that you can trust everyone.
It’s not that people are inherently bad.
I just think that some people are a bit more evil than others.
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I'm really thinking about my design again.
I wish I was an artist.
Has it come to this?
Must I make this choice again?
And what if it fails?
– pesty-leader
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Perhaps the key to not caring is not attaching...
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I have fallen once
But I would not mind falling
Once again for you
– pesty-leader
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Would you hold my hand
If you knew I would always
Hold it carefully?
– pesty-leader
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i can still feel it
the everlasting heartbeat
flowing through my skin