I don’t want to stop being a perfectionist because self-improvement is kind of my thing. I don’t want to be a prideful butt. I want to be the best person I can be for anyone that is put in my life. But I focus too inwardly and begin to hate myself, rather than focusing outwardly on what I can do and actually being a pleasant person to be around. No progress is made when I hate myself and Luke gets to hear it all. So. Stop focusing on yourself and your qualities, just live and be pleasant. You’re even annoying yourself. And stop talking in third person. Well, actually it seems to be therapeutic so that’s okay. But stop the self analyzing.
- Holden Caulfield: Hey I just met you
- Holden Caulfield: and this is crazy
- Holden Caulfield: but anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be.
- Holden Caulfield: so don't even call me, you're a phony
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(Reblogged from nanalew)
This bright melancholy—
In summers missing you.
Quick folk strings
On an old guitar
And yellow wheat fields
Owned by racing trains.
A stranger’s lilting tongue
Singing songs
Like he knows us.
But it’s an old radio
And he doesn’t grace our shores.
But tomorrow—
The changeable sea will be jealous
Eyeing us in green
For we are constant
If not sailing on a steady wind
—To love.
“Paper Kites” - S. Howson (May ‘12)
(Source: nanalew)
Oh, happy days.
I watched this last night with Luke, the first movie in a collection of 20 Alfred Hitchcock films. (that was only $5 at Walmart) It was really good and I was reminded of how much I enjoy older films. The dialogue seems so much better than that of most modern movies.
You do, you do.
I refuse to contemplate on people’s behavior and be angered by it tonight. I can take individuals well. But large groups just have me wanting to burn things. All I want is for people to think. That is all.
But Makayla, consider the unique socialization that everyone goes through. It is all culturally relative. They depend upon the people and environments they are exposed to to define “normal” or “fun”. It is not as if everyone feels as strongly as you do about the miracle of human conciousness and existence itself and even so would come to the same conclusions as you have.
I just feel like being such a blatant butt sometimes.
Good talk, guys.
So. I hate when someone throws a graduation party and tells me it can be a joint party for me. And they say there will be no drinking. Then that turns out to be a total lie. Not many people that I invite come. Someone asks me if I have graduated 8th grade. Someone tells me I’m too pale and avoid the sun. And the dj plays country music. I also hate smoking. So. Thanks for running me out of what was supposed to be my party.
Anyway, I am now playing Just Dance with one of my best guy friends and my Luke. And I feel much better than I did a few days ago. Graduation was nice too.
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(Reblogged from beauty-out-of-chaos)
How very odd to believe that God gave you life, and yet not think that life asks more of you than watching TV.
John Green (via lacegrower)
