Saturday, November 25, 2017

The Art of Pretending Not to Care

It's a refined art. A talent honed over years of broken promises and canceled plans.

You're waiting for your friend to text you back, your phone buzzes...it's your mom.
That's okay, they're probably really busy!

Aforementioned friend later posts a pic including 1+ mutual friends hanging out.
"That's fine, I got to stay home and finish my book!"

You got work off so that you and your friends could do something fun, but they cancel at the last minute.
"No problem! I got to spend some quality time cleaning!"

You find out about an engagement on instagram, even though you've been close friends for years.
"It's an exciting time, it probably slipped her mind!"

You give consistent love and support to a friend for months and months, and when they come home they ignore you, choosing to spend time with other friends.
"I understand! You have a lot of catching up to do, seeing as you haven't spoken to them for a year!"

You rearrange your time with your family to make time for friends, who cancel last minute to be with their family.
"Of course I'm not mad! How can I be? Family comes first!"

You are excited for your sister to come home and spend time with you, but when she comes home she wants to watch a movie alone.
"Okay, have fun, I'll just be next door in my room if you need me!"

Friend: "Suzy! I haven't seen you if forever! How are you? We need to hang out!"
Me: "I miss you! Do you want to do something tomorrow? Or Friday? Or any day next week? I can come to you!"
Friend: "Oh, well I have to work tomorrow, and study for a test on Friday, and all next week I'm busy. What about next month?"
Me: "what about next year?"
Friend: "What?"
Me: "Next month is fine! Just let me know!"

Friend: "Sam are you okay?"
Me:

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Saturday, October 28, 2017

Past Power





You've bought a million journals but haven't written a word in one of them.
The pages are pristine, the covers a little dusty.
The pens you keep buying from bookstores keep getting lost, but that's no excuse.

Go on, tell me why.
I know you're trying not to hate yourself but being afraid of yourself is basically the same thing.
You're in charge of you, but don't give yourself too much power.
Who should the power go to? Present You? Future? Past?

There is no use in giving power to the Past, unless you plan on never leaving high school behind.

You're afraid to write anything because the Future You might not like it.
Will she look at the words and scoff? Cringe? Smile?

Stop being afraid of her. She hasn't earned the right to your power yet.

Remember last year? When you were afraid of her? Well you are her now so. Where does that leave you?

There is power in the Present. Don't you forget it.




Monday, September 4, 2017

Tndr

I fall in love with every right swipe on tinder.
In the split second it takes me to make the decision of a lifetime an entire lifetime flashes before me.

What's ur last name would i take it how many kids will we have could we name one florence would it be weird to name a boy francis is your mom nice will i have any in laws why are you shirtless in all of these pictures wow abs whats ur fav color how long have you had a man bun will your last name sound cool with mine maybe i'll read your bio nvm does your dog have a dog name or a human name i hope it's a dog name i like ur dog would you buy me another dog could we just be one of those couples who has dogs instead of kids would you be willing to name our first dog bro and the second ho probably not ehhhhhhhhhhh uhhhhhhhhh swipe left

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all it'll ever be

I’m watching this show, Normal People , and it’s extremely dramatic and emo, and the characters move kind of slow, except that slow...