May 2013
32 posts
Be slow to speak and quick to think.
The more I interact with people, the more I realize that everyone’s insane, and the more I just want to leave.
Anonymous asked: Are you staying at Woodbury or are you transferring?
Anonymous asked: Hi Jane! You were in Knights and Ladies at Cleveland, right? Could you give me tips for the interview, like what to do and what not to do? I don't really know what to expect and I'm kind of anxious :(
I want to move far, far away
To get away from this place
I need time for myself
Time to play, have fun, to enjoy life
Time to stop being so mellow
Time to reclaim the confidence and self esteem I’ve lost
Time away from all this noise
Time to just relax
Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely...
– Marilyn Monroe
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I guess I’ve just lost a lot of confidence, too.
Done with my first year of college.
I am done with one of the most interesting years of my life. I really learned a lot of new things and I think I can say that I’ve changed a little, too. I actually sit down and do my homework, I’m a little (super little) bit more serious, and I’m doing pretty well in school.
I’m still the bubbly Jane that everyone knows, just a little bit older and maybe a tiny bit wiser....
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Justice delayed is justice denied.
Our country’s government needs be less shady.
April 2013
2 posts
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March 2013
8 posts
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Mental Tidbit
So, I’m listening to the Supreme Court Windsor v. United States oral argument.
It’s simple in my head, love is love… but it’s ten million times more technical and complicated when it comes to politics.
“We the people,” “All men created equal,” etc. We as a people have a responsibility for common welfare according to both United States and United...
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Sigh.
I really don’t understand.
February 2013
2 posts
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January 2013
8 posts
Why do you like to break my heart?
greater-reality:
Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are...
Inadequate.
Simply not good enough.
Do something instead of killing time, because time is killing you.
– Paul Coelho
I hate my parents expectations of me…
Or, to be exact, the lack thereof.
Fuck.