all over the place

When I was in Illinois eating dinner with my roommate, we would talk about various things. I mentioned something to her once about how something wasn't feasible, and I gave her all my (bullshit) reasonings. She merely laughed and said I wasn't trying hard enough. I think she was right. All things are usually possible if you are persistent enough, and if you want it that badly. But there's a vulnerability threshold that varies for everyone.

Which begs the question: if you let things go more easily, are you really better off?

Sometimes I think to be my absolute best, I should constantly ask myself, "what would Brandon Pauli do?"

And if I did what he did, I'd be about 384x more efficient, hardworking, and all around great.

Jeez, how do people like him even exist?

damn it

Think we'll never fall into
The jealous game
The streets will flood
With blood of those who felt the same

Friends, lovers, or nothing
There can only be one
Friends, lovers, or nothing
There'll never be an in-between

So give it up

when i have grandkids, we're gonna watch tech football together.

GAME TIME, BITCHES. WHAT'S THE GOOD WORD?

this is gender universal

sometimes you just gotta man the fuck up.

if you must fight for that which is freely given out to others,

should you?

pride says no.

it doesnt stop you from wanting to.

you just feel like sneering as you do.

indecision no more

I have always been curious. I have always scorned hesitance, as much as I've embodied it. I've always wondered if anyone else looks longingly at other people's lives, wondering what it's like. The art majors, the frat boys, and indie rockers, the musicians, the Friends carbon copy.

So I think I'm going to go. I'd like to know what it's like to walk in an unmarked lounge for drinks.