well that’s life

Something I wrote back in August 2015. 

so saturday i spent my afternoon doing some graffiti. the participants and i walked to tony’s pizza where they were holding their beers in brown bags as i stood anxiously waiting for my slice. i could tell they were a little too buzzed and they walked towards the park. we sat in the middle and started chit chatting. somehow “what kind of food can you not live with out?” became the topic. cheese. bread. cheese. when the french girl asked me i said, wait for it, avocado. they burst out laughing. god you drunks laugh at everything. avocado is great. it’s a healthy fat and fucking delicious on its own. i don’t see how it was funny then again i guess i’m more healthy than them all.

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A Virgo’s Maze

For the past 2 weeks, I have been feeling the same feeling. When I try to talk about it out loud to people, I want to cry because the very few people I’ve conversed with don’t get it. Partly I think it’s because they don’t know who I am, what I stand for, and why I care about small things. Why my opinions are more specific. Why I choose to stay away from the spotlight.

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5 Reasons Why I Probably Don’t Like You (and stopped talking to you)

Making friends can be a real bitch. Sometimes people end up becoming difficult to deal with, which ultimately is what I dislike. Subsequently, I will avoid you. And after that, I will give no fucks about you so talking about why we stopped being friends will never happen. Here are 5 reasons why I probably don’t like you:

YOUR ADVICE SUCKS

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why it’s important to date yourself post break up

When a relationship ends, it’s very difficult to pick up the pieces. When someone has been a part of your life for so long, then suddenly isn’t in your life at all, it’s very easy to question everything. Being single again can be a confusing mess! It doesn’t feel real and this new fact may be unacceptable.

It’s human condition to go through many stages and moods in the months of grieving a break up. Everyone grieves differently, and at varying paces. Just when you think you’re doing better, certain things like the time of year or songs bring up memories (I’ve discussed this with my vina) and an overwhelming sentimental shadow clings to you. So you’re back at square one, reminiscing and staring down into what seems like an empty abyss.

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