9:46 pm - Mon, Apr 7, 2014
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Going (Temporarily) Out of Business.


I need a long, long break from everything.
That includes this blog.

Even though it has given me so much, I’ve come to the painful conclusion that I need to step away from it for the time being.

Eventually (and hopefully) I’ll be back.
Until then.



2:45 am - Sat, Apr 5, 2014
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I’m from a new land
I come to you and see all this ruin
What are you doing Alabama?
You got the rest of the union to help you along
What’s going wrong?
Neil Young. Alabama (Neil Young). Harvest (1972).
1:03 am - Fri, Apr 4, 2014
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can’t do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows…
Queen. Bohemian Rhapsody (Queen). A Night at the Opera (1975).
12:50 am - Thu, Apr 3, 2014
Satan, you owe me!
Prof. Hubert J. Farnsworth (Billy West). Futurama: Seaon 5: Episode 10: The Farnsworth Parabox (2003). Created by Matt Groening.
12:28 am
well, it doesn’t help that I took a door to my cheekbone earlier that day either

Guess we’re equally clumsy. 

12:17 am
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think this is ironic? I burned my forehead by an OVEN TRAY two days ago. Don’t ask me how.

I can relate. I burned one of my fingers on the grill at work, and then proceeded to hit my head against the dishwasher as I was running towards the sink.

12:09 am
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Oh, the irony of falling down while tying your shoe, and hitting a wall. 

Oh, the irony of falling down while tying your shoe, and hitting a wall. 

12:22 am - Wed, Apr 2, 2014
The end of the race is just a temporary maker without much significance. It’s the same with our lives. Just because there’s an end doesn’t mean existence has meaning.
Haruki Murakami. What I Talk About When I Talk About Running (Vintage 2009, Page 115).
12:15 am

Diminishing Returns…

…guess I’m ready to region rejoin Tumblr.
Hopefully it’ll play out as I expected.

12:13 am - Thu, Mar 27, 2014
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Tumblr ain’t cutting it for me today. 

In fact, it hasn’t for a while.

Maybe I need break. 

12:36 am - Wed, Mar 26, 2014
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Hey you, standing in the road
always doing what you’re told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don’t tell me there’s no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall
Pink Floyd. Hey You (Roger Waters). The Wall (1979).
12:04 am
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I wish I knew.

I wish I knew.

11:56 pm - Tue, Mar 25, 2014

It really sucks when something you really want lies within your grasp but you’re too scared to reach for it. 

11:52 pm
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Rest your trigger on my finger,
Bang my head upon the fault line.
Take care not to make me enter.
‘cause if I do we both may disappear.

But you’re pushing me,
Shoving me. Pushit on me.

Slipping back into the gap again.
I’m alive when you’re touching me,
Alive when you’re shoving me down…

Tool, “Pushit.” (via fantasti-goria)

(via bellachrista)

11:48 pm
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okay but seriously

when i want a hug what i really want is a Ghibli hug.

because i mean-
















in the WORld

I’m dire need of one right now. 

(Source: coolcamilleon, via valxr-morghulis)

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