As lost as I might be right now, I've never felt so free.
I’ve started the year off with a constant knot in my stomach. So far I’m attributing it to the fact that I’m entering my last semester in my bachelors degree, and the unnerving uncertainty that I have about the future. Or maybe it’s just because I’m nervous to come back to my “home” in Canada.
2014 was such an eventful year, and although there were many heartaches, I don’t think I would have changed anything. I learned so much, experienced so much, and grew so much. I just hope that this year has the potential to offer me the same opportunities, without quite as much of the heartache.
I’ve also decided to make some changes to my lifestyle. Yes, I’m talking about New Years Resolutions - and one resolution relates directly to this blog. As the year came to a close, I reflected back on who I was and where I was coming from - and I did so with the help of my Tumblr. This blog has been a constant for me since high school. It has been my diary, and I’m going to be so grateful to have it when I look back on it later in life. But It’s time that this diary came to an end, and a new one was started. So this is a goodbye post, I guess.
Let’s hope 2015 lives up to its potential.
the fact that people are like “Coca Cola supports racial equality, I’m not going to be drinking Coca Cola anymore” and “Google supports gay rights I’m not going to use them anymore” like what next “the Earth provides Oxygen to ethnic minorities I’m going to stop breathing in protest”
Hopefully
loitering is basically the illegal act of existing while not spending money
isn’t capitalism fun
First no tooth fairy
then no santa
and no god
and then your parents are only human
your government is corrupt
and the universe is a hologram.
"I love you. I really want to kiss you. I don’t know why I’m telling you this."
“I implore those who love me to love my solitude.”
-Rainer Maria Rilke
It’s a very difficult era in which to be a person, just a real, actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless Automat of characters. And if all of us are play-acting, there can be no such thing as a soul mate, because we don’t have genuine souls. It had gotten to the point where it seemed like nothing matters, because I’m not a real person and neither is anyone else. I would have done anything to feel real again.
Jesus Christ this is so beautiful.
Listen to the Wankelmut Remix if you haven’t already.
