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Time's no matter, I'm on fire.
I thrive in the constraints of rhetoric – the power of words burns through my veins like a corrosive acid. Lyrics free my soul, while dialogue seeks to dominate my ways.
Identity is fluid.
"Debate burned away my doubts, my apprehensions and fears about not being smart enough, or fast enough, or good enough. Debate washed it all away. I was finally clean. God, I thought I would never get clean."
- B. Douglas Robbins
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I like, can’t even motivate myself to do my calc ii homework because I’m so upset about this uncertainty. Like, I’ll play it cool and no-one will know unless they read into the corners of my mouth when I smile, and the slightly more hollow sound in my voice - maybe even the gloss over my eyes - but I’m really devastated.
I’m not surprised, maybe I shouldn’t be so hopeful next time (there won’t be a next time).
hilarious.
(via toothpaste for dinner)
featuring Death Cab For Cutie.
at Hot Topic.
its time to get different haircuts, everybody. shows over. hope you all like wine and jazz because this ship has sailed.
every day when I come home from school I sit there, eating some sort of snack, and plan how I’m going to tackle my homework and work on debate blocks - but then when I actually get to the chair where my computer thinking occurs, I pass out. I slept for 4 hours in an office chair today. what the hell is going on? my body is shutting off, and it’s not like I have no form of motivation to do this work - I want to - but I’m not being allowed to. I wake up at 8, eat the dinner I should have eaten 2 hours ago, and attempt to do my work again - but it just isn’t happening. I don’t know what to do. once I get a car maybe I’ll start going to the gym right after school. that wakes you up.
I can’t keep doing this for very long.
