Saturday, January 26, 2013

I Recycle

I recycle. Whether its paper, power or people. I get tired of things easily and I want more and new avenues almost every second of my life. This makes it hard for anyone/anything around me to stay long enough without changing its form into something that suits my needs. 

I recycle when I give away my things to goodwill. I recycle because when I move to a new place I try to buy all my new goods from a recycling store or thrift store. 

I recycle when I move to a new city and meet new people. My old friends still remain friends but they evolve. Those that cannot be recycled need to be left behind to avoid toxicity and land fills for which I do not have the time or the space.

I recycle the way in which I interact with people. I need to know that there is a perfect PH balance in the relationship and to avoid too much acidity or alkalinity I like to shake up the dynamics.

I recycle because I cannot discard and replace. Its just not my nature. I recycle because I value not just the environment and its resources but also myself. 

Thursday, June 28, 2012


“Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.” 
― W.B. Yeats

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

I've Gotta Stop

Saying things in this manner "I was like..." "And like..." "In like..." basically stop using like unless I want to emphasize similarity

Craving mango ice cream after dinner

Trying to figure out whats going on in Pretty Little Liars - not gonna happen ever

Obsessing about the future

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Sometimes You Stay Awake So You Won't Dream

Sometimes staying awake is better than a dream. Other times dreaming is worse than staying awake.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Quote of the Day

“To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.” 
― Federico GarcĂ­a LorcaBlood Wedding and Yerma

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

How Are Two People Meant To Be Together...

If they can't live in peace even when they are apart.

Monday, March 12, 2012

How I feel today

Stuck somewhere between the gutter and the stars