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It's not you, it's me. Tumblr is where I update. He understands me more.

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I'm sorry.

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I Feel Horrible

Tumblr has taken over, I don't look at this as much.

I will change that soon.

I just need something to write about.

It is "Singles Awareness Day", I am very much aware.

"You Are Not Special.

You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else."

Everyone is obsessed with relationships, or their lack of one. Everyone needs someone else to be happy. Everyone needs to be dependent of someone. This makes me sick. Why is it the new trend to need someone? When did this get embedded into our puny, unused brains?

We're all just waiting for someone to save us. We're all just lazy little fucks. We're all just sitting here, biding the time by fantasizing of our "Prince Charming". We hold our breaths waiting for him to cross the threshold of that door, and sweep us off our feet. Asphyxiation is taking longer than I expected.

"I'm In Thoughts."

I want the days to stay this mellow, I want to stay things to stay this calm. You're coming out of that shell, I can see the person I've grown up with poke out. Maybe, stay this way? I'll keep my fingers crossed.

Nostalgia, At Its Worst.

Every time I see this, I can feel her grip on my arm. Every time I see this, my eyes start to water. Every time I see this, my heart breaks a little more. Every time I see this, I remember exactly what I felt that night. It kills me so much.

I've never felt so distant from someone, who is 20 feet away washing dishes in the kitchen. Fuck, I'm crying right now elaborating on that picture. I would give up everything I have right now, to go back and preserve what we have in that picture.

I mean the only thing I've wanted for so long now is just to have that again. I ask for the impossible. This is why I'm hardly happy.

"Dry My Eyes So You Won't Know,

dry my eyes so I won't show. I know you're right behind me and don't you let me go, let me go tonight."

I am, currently, very into Lykke Li. I've always like her, but this week is just her week in my car.

I have had a very wonderful weekend so far. I think this is the best weekend this year, granted we're only two weeks in.

Last night I volunteered at the PSIFF. A movie called "The Making of Plus One" was playing, and Jennifer Tilly was in the movie. Guess who met her? Well, you could always look to the left. WE MET HER. I'm still not over this. You could ask Cave Dweller, the entire time we were talking at my car I was chanting "Jennifer Tilly". I then proceeded to go home and watch "The Seed of Chucky". I still couldn't believe that was her. I put my arm around her when we took pictures. She also started conversation! Last night was Cloud 9 night.

Today was, in short, HILARIOUS. Courtney, Alex, Servando, Noelia, and I watched "Nothing Personal". It was a beautiful movie, so wonderfully beautiful. Although, it was very sad. Most beautiful things are sad, no? After the movie we decided to walk around Downtown Palm Springs. We walked into all the tourist stores, please notice the first picture.

We had Courtney yell "ETHAN HAWKE" at some guy, because Alex was determined to be a "tourist" and get a picture with a "celebrity". The guy that was across the street decided to J-Walk to us, and invite us to eat frozen yogurt with him and his friends. When we declined, he walked away. When he was only about two feet away, we all cracked up. We ended up following him to Yogurt on Tap. We walked by twice, they noticed. When I was driving back home, I saw them walking. They were, without a doubt, looking for Courtney.

After the Yogurt on Tap incidence, I begged to get something from Sherman's because they just have the most delicious foods. We ordered a Tiramisu, which was quite a big slice. We finished it in two minutes. We couldn't stop laughing.

Wow, I had a life to blog about today. This is very contenting. Also, my mother is making Pho, a Vietnamese soup which is wonderfully delicious. I mean, just to make things that much better.