Consistent oblivion

Sonder: 

n. the realisation that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own- populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness- an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of lives that you'll never know existed, in which you might appear once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

-A-

Like machines do

Beautifully dark and twisted things

Sleeping with Satan

Having a messy life isn't necessarily a bad thing. I'm learning to envy people less and be happy with what I've got. Why do we always seek to be better?

-A-

Shallow hypocrisies

Oh, old friend. Who are you trying to fool? If your words and actions contradict then your act is over. 

Oh, old friend. You're a fool. Who are you trying to convince with your words? When all you want is sparkly minerals, not their representation of love.

Oh, old friend. You think I'm the fool. Here's a genuine Fuck You.

People just need to stop trying to be two different people. 

-Ash&A-

Words

Once again, I have bitten off more than I can chew.

I

am

just

so

god

damn

exhausted.

I have no days to myself and I'm beginning to feel it. 

Anywho, I have one and a half assignments left as of now. Monday night I am going to sleep like a baby! At least this is giving me something to look forward to. Wow, I lead a sad, sad life looking forward to more than four hours of sleep.

Anybody have a spare bottle of Vod?

-A-

Stooper, space trooper.

The cause of my insanity is conflict- of what I want to do and what society wants me to do, VS. why I should do it/who cares?

 Society by no means dictates my actions, but rather it's the implicit idioms weaved into our lives over time which create my indecisiveness.

"Don't stoop to their level"

So, I'm actually pretty angry at the moment and this saying stuck in my mind as I did the complete opposite. I'm an average girl with average problems, so pardon the normalcy and insignificance of the issue and allow me to attack a blank page. 

I feel like sometimes I should write a handbook for some people on how to not be an asshole. It would be a fairly extensive book, I think. 

Everyone has some decency in them, right? Maybe I'm still naive, but it just puzzles me when some people feel as though they supersede all levels of human morality. No. You are no better than me nor do you have any right to think otherwise. Don't treat me like that stale piece of chewing gum stuck to the bottom of your sneakers, when I am always there for you. Or, maybe I'm only there when it's convenient for you... 

So pardon me for stooping to your level of negligence and/or smartass-ery, but I feel it is necessary for you to see just how pissed off I am, while at the same time getting a taste of your own medicine.

I'm killing two birds with one stone... while killing you in my mind. Kind of.

Over and out,

-A-

Phonetics

Allow me to spell out my life through this blog. 

I'm a great mess,

a make-believer.

I'm a giant, muddled up, folded five times paper airplane ascending into the world of 'why?'

I'm strangely chronological about novel daily nonsense tasks.

I'm an aries.

I don't follow astrology.

I have a stereotypically female tendency to over analyse all situations at hand in an attempt to justify the means.

I like cheese.

I love music.

I'm not sure I will ever truly be certain about what I want to do with my life, stemming from a fear of not living up to my potential.

Art is necessary.

My most favorite past time consists of mind consuming pondering on the nature of humanity and attempting to rationalize peoples evidently warped sense of self concept.

I am lost.

But, I am happy.

-A-