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Call yourself an artist, that way starving might seem more romantic. Rewrite the last lines of books and stop giving happy endings. Try to live forever. So far, so good, right? Take more than you can give back and refuse to apologize. Kiss the boys and make them cry. Strive for danger, not perfection. Throw caution to the wind. Fuck predictability. Live on a schedule filled only with spontaneity. Behave in ways you were taught not to. Ignore instruction manuals and make your own rules. Break shit. Kick ass, but don’t bother to take any names. Become someone new whenever you like.
Prove everyone wrong.
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Best ad ever.
Wish they could show things like this in America.
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Update
- Too fried to think creatively
- Too confused to be content
- Too complacent to make changes
- Too excited to care about much else
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It’s gotten to the point that
- my Tumblr is just a random collection of thoughts. I get stuck after sentence one every time I write so whatever.
- I won’t even bother with any guy that could be good for me. I just push the nice ones away and go straight for the ones that are really bad for me. But of course, I tell myself that the good ones are bad and the bad ones are fine. This is on purpose, of course, and is on account of my being very convinced that I don’t deserve a nice boy, no matter how much I’d like one.
- I don’t even want to work anywhere. I like both my jobs but scheduling is just so difficult and I feel like I’m letting so many people down when I already have plans/am scheduled at my other job/am sick and can’t work anywhere.
Blah.
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You want to know what’s stupid?
People who take things the wrong way and refuse to accept further explanation.
Obviously if I’m taking my time to explain what I meant to you, that’s the way I meant it. Being stubbornly convinced that that I meant it in some threatening, rude, secretively hateful way is going to get you nowhere and telling me to leave you alone without allowing me to clarify is going to solve just about jack shit.
You are so painful to deal with.
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Things I’m Currently Happy With
- 15 more school days until I can stop caring about school
- I turned in some job apps today that I’m excited about
- I finally found a roommate for college and shes not a crazy
- She also loves Brand New which is amazing
- I found a kickass ab workout and I’m gonna look good in Florida
- Still on cloud 9 from purchasing my iPhone
- I get to see Sheridan and Monica this weekend
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For the record,
I don’t ‘pretend’ to be anything I’m not.
I don’t try to dress, look or act older.
I dress the way I dress, look the way I look and act the way I act because it’s who I am. I’ve looked nineteen since I was fifteen and at seventeen I already get confused for twenty-one. Don’t blame me because you I assumed I was older than I am. That’s your mistake. You never even bothered to ask.And by the way, if you liked who I was before you knew I was seventeen, what’s the problem now?
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I’ve had the longest week of my life in the best way possible. And now it’s midnight in Kentucky, I’m hiding in a bathtub, and I’m half way between home and vacation. I feel I’m halfway between home and vacation mentally, too. I know I’ve got an exhausting month ahead of me, but I’ve been caught up in a fantasy world bleeding of extravagance and lacking in formal responsibility. I feel like yesterday was weeks ago and Monday’s been gone for months. The last time I attended school is a distant memory. I’m willingly stuck behind the point of reality and resisting the push of time’s sleepless hand. I guess, for a few more hours, I can stay. And tomorrow is 400 more miles back home and one giant leap back into real world.
But, as a side note, at some point in your life you ever have the chance to take the drive from Lexington to Asheville, promise me you won’t pass it up. It’s one of the most gorgeous things I’ve experienced in the seventeen years, nine months and eighteen days that I’ve been experiencing things.
