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I love that pretentious shiz where you tumblr and listen to indie music and wear ohmazing clothes all day reading Kafka and philosophy like that. But half the time real life catches up with me and YES i do listen to indie music and tumblr and wear shirts as dresses but I also wanna learn how to rap and play chess and wake up early. I know, I'm indecisive like that, yo. Life's pretty boring and amazeballs, making me confused and sleepy half the time, but I party well awake at three in the morning 'cause that's how I live. Oh, did i mention, I happen to love curry mee? And pop culture references are awesometastic.




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© shanancute

Tuesday, January 12, 2010 @ 7:48 AM

i think i've almost lost my sense of direction.

but I will be alright in the end.

You made me think, though. How empty and routineless things are with ME.

You took routine away from my life and that I can never forgive.

Today I googled Percy Jackson and he's this guy called Logan Lerman. (Dibs on cute guy) and YUN says he MUST be 12 or summat but he's turning 18 on the 19th. HAH! Hottie, McHottie. And oh oh oh. I still want Alex Pettyfer. And MR. TOM of tom&summer fame because darn, I pity tom, he's got his paper heart all chopped up into pieces by summer, who didn't give a FLYING FART IN SPACE.

We all wanna believe in something, so when we trusted I expected it to be different, but you were always the
same asshole I swore you weren't.

Here's to living freedom and unbound. In love and holding a hand is not chaining a soul.

*conclusion: I hate it when it rains and I wanna go to pasar malam but everythings all messed up and the world's soggy and I wanna sleep but I can't and I chance to think of how different things can be.



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