People are absolutely fascinating creatures. We need social interaction to survive, and yet at nearly every opportunity, we push ourselves further away from each other. We need that interaction so much that we'll fuck up nearly everything else we have to continue it.
I hate commercials that are seemingly targeted directly towards women, or African-American people.
Reality TV shows are such an addiction. They present people that we can make judgements about and feel close to, all from the comfort of our couches. But the history channel is oh so very sexual. If only I could find the TV guide to figure out what channel it is on U-Verse. :(
Bike riding and exercising is amazing and makes me feel better about myself.
I am jealous of her without proper reasoning. At least I'll admit it?
Open up the sky; this mess is getting high. It's windy and her family needs a ride. I know we'll be just fine when we learn to love the ride. United States of Tara is the shit.
It is time to move on. Although I keep telling myself this, I still find myself buying into the lies I weave. You are hilarious, woman.
My self-esteem tanks daily. No amount of makeup could possibly make me feel more beautiful in my own skin, yet I continue to buy it.
There's a short story in production [due to my creative writing class] called 'Bug'. It's clever. Ms. Cox has inspired me, even if she didn't go about it in the greatest of methods. I've stopped making excuses in that class and have been so determined to prove her wrong that maybe ... I've missed the fact that she wasn't wrong about me at all. I do need to learn self-discipline.
My damn throat hurts.
Monday, March 16
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