dammit post

Dear girl who says she likes me but is now in ireland,

Is it okay to say that I wish you were next to me right now? I don't think so--I feel vulnerable and unsure saying these things, but, you know, fuck it!
come back!
god dammit!

ARE MY FEELINGS REAL????????????????????????????????????????????????
HOW LOST AM I???????????? (A: PRETTY FUCKIN LOSTTTTTTTTTTTTT)
IT'LL BE CLEAR IF YOU JUST SIT NEXT TO ME. I'M NOT ASKING,,,,,,,,,,,,
I'M YEL(L/P)ING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

sincerely,

SONUVABITCH




(if I still feel these things in a month, I will transfer these words to paper, and address it to hell! Woohoo!)
I DONT KNOW WHAT IS REAL
be wary of feelings. they are intense and they are surreal.

Dust in the Wind, repeat 1

i was listening to dust in the wind over and over, double-clicking on it once the song ended.

then i finally just put itunes on "repeat 1"

I am essentially myself.

does sadness come from outside or inside?

someone has tried to compartmentalize my bursting, exploding force

they succeed

Hello Wednesday, i have waited for you

First thoughts, 2

I was looking at some of the other intern's intern's blogs, and most of them now mention being Tao Lin's intern's intern.  I feel like referring to someone as "Tao Lin's intern" implies that the person has no soul, because of the generic title that refers to him/her (and also, the lack of a real name).  If this is the case, then how should one feel being "Tao Lin's intern's intern"?  Even now, as I type this, I feel like a mindless beast.  I feel scared.

don't get me wrong.  

I am a wandering soul.

I want some intern's too.