Cosas Extranas

Woody Allen
Made 255 dollars out of 20 bucks on the slots. So I took it as a sign that the universe wanted me to indulge in more alcohol. #HaventEvenHitTheTablesYet #TYBG #Irresponsibility #MGM #FiveDollaBlackJack #DontWorryIllLoseItAllInABit

Made 255 dollars out of 20 bucks on the slots. So I took it as a sign that the universe wanted me to indulge in more alcohol. #HaventEvenHitTheTablesYet #TYBG #Irresponsibility #MGM #FiveDollaBlackJack #DontWorryIllLoseItAllInABit

"Sometimes I think I’ve felt everything I’m ever gonna feel, and from here on out I’m not gonna feel anything new."

I’m not sure if I’m attracted to the girl who works at the pizza factory because she’s beautiful, or because she can make pizza.

You’re like a seed planted in my heart but instead of a garden full of flowers, you gave me a garden full of sorrow.

I spent 7 long years pursuing what many would call an idiotic idea that would never work. They were right.

It’s ok we can still be friends is my favorite term of endearment because it suggest that being more than friends was a mistake. Which implies that whatever feelings you had were fake.

And for the record, I’m not lonely. I’m alone because I feel as though being around people is like taking a nice warm shower. It feels great at first but then your skin starts to feel uncomfortable in it’s own body.

I don’t get it. It’s as if the youth of today is obsessed with being lonely. I know that I’m the last person who should be saying this because I’m not at all close to being happy myself, but I’m still up for the idea of it. I’ve noticed that the Tumblr scene is definitely a sad one. Give, and take there’s a few good blogs that actually fascinate me. The rest are just competing with one another to be the saddest, nihilistic, corrosive human being. It’s really pathetic. If you type in the word sad in the search bar a pop up will appear with a link to try to help you how to cope with things. Are you kidding me? Is this what Tumblr is? A bunch of sad teenage saps who re post more pictures with quotes of authors they’ve never even heard of as opposed to actually writing down what’s wrong, or trying to actually fix the problem at hand, and better themselves. This is why I find Tumblr to be relentlessly corrosive to the soul.

You think it’s a coincidence that it’s in college Americans do their most serious falling-down drinking and drugging and reckless driving and rampant fucking and mindless general Dionysian-type reveling? It’s not. They’re adolescents, and they’re terrified, and they’re dealing with their terror in a distinctively American way. Those naked boys hanging upside down out of their frat-house’s windows on Friday night are simply trying to get a few hours’ escape from the stuff that any decent college has forced them to think about all week.

—David Foster Wallace, Laughing with Kafka

(Source: weisstonedimmaculate)