Siren Music Festival 09
These are just random photographs from the day. No photos of the midnight underwear swimming that followed.
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7.19.2009
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Grant's Tomb
Yesterday I went for a walk around the neighborhood. I ended up walking to Grant's Tomb and Riverside park and taking a lot pictures. I'm not afraid to hop over a fence so I was able to get to the top of the actual "tomb" and get close up. While hopping fences (lol), I found a dirt trail that looked really nice, so I climbed down this a ledge and just saw this place that looked completely untouched by nature. Of course this is New York City so I knew that wasn't the case, so I continued what would be considered a hike at this point until 109th St where I reached the secluded entrance of that woodsy area. The whole trail I thought I discovered was a the Riverside Park Bird Sanctuary. I heard birds but didn't see any. I'm going back with some binoculars next time, I didn't take any pictures of the actual sanctuary. Next time.
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6.17.2009
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Shortypop Iphone Case
I got bored so I decided to do something with Shortypop stickers I had. AOOOWWW.
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6.16.2009
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Pacing. Thumb twiddling.
Something about summer makes me feel absolutely useless as much as I hate pulling 15-16 hour days trying to work and go to school I hate having nothing to do. When I don't have something to occupy every waking moment I get antsy and I feel aimless. So I've decided to take up some sort of insanely time consuming task to keep me occupied atleast for a bit.
I have had a list of classic books that are must reads for years now and I have been crossing books off of that list at a snail's pace. I could put that in over drive.
Or I could read the complete works of shakespeare.
Or purchase a new camera and take up learning how to use that well.
Or (my personal favorite) I could take up horse back riding lessons.
I don't know. Help me out guys.
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6.05.2009
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ok for real now, bye
Somewhere between November and now I have completely lost my back bone. I can't tell you what the fuck is wrong with me like I don't where the fuck my head is at. This morning I got an email responding to my blog post and I just looked at it and took the L. Like in all honesty I cannot pretend to care about that situation anymore. It was months ago, I didn't really care then and certainly don't care now. I've been trying to sugar coat shit for months for the sake of others because I didn't want to seem heartless but I assure I sleep well every night. It doesn't really weigh on my conscience and I only have fleeting thoughts of you.
edit: I was really angry when I wrote this. We talked, I'm pretty sorry.
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edit: I was really angry when I wrote this. We talked, I'm pretty sorry.
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6.04.2009
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Chipped.
In the 20 years of living I've done I can confidently look back and say I have never had my heart broken. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing but it has definitely been on my mind on and off since Saturday. I've never fully let anyone so far past all of the gates that protect my heart and my feelings where I feel completely vulnerable when I could be hurt. I was ready though, but it's hard to love that way when you have been loving with training wheels your whole life. I don't know why it was that he left and decided that I wasn't for him. I don't know if it was me or if it was him, or a combination of the two but at the risk like sounding like rehashed rap lyrics I was ready to give him all of the keys. My mind was elsewhere, not prepared but it was willing. My heart was ready but I didn't know how to love how he wanted to be loved. I would open up and tell him how I felt then I would back peddle to protect it. He didn't break my heart but he definitely chipped it. I wish I could have gotten it together.
Pretty Woman
Friend: So how was it?
Me: It was good, to the point.
Friend: What?
Me: We didn't kiss.
Friend: Why? Is that like a no-string rule because kissing makes you attached?
Me: No, the sex makes you attached *****. It's because I have open wounds, I wish we could have. Kissing is important. I can't wait until I heal. Time for antibiotics!
Friend: Oh that means you were sober too, dry wack dick. You said it was good?
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Me: It was good, to the point.
Friend: What?
Me: We didn't kiss.
Friend: Why? Is that like a no-string rule because kissing makes you attached?
Me: No, the sex makes you attached *****. It's because I have open wounds, I wish we could have. Kissing is important. I can't wait until I heal. Time for antibiotics!
Friend: Oh that means you were sober too, dry wack dick. You said it was good?
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5.29.2009
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