Moved. |
This is my new blog:http://omarflores.tumblr.com/Edit - Sunday, May 23, 2010:Chances are that if you're reading this, you've probably been looking at it for a while, so I'll give you a treat for ventu...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Aug 2009 02:39:00 GMT |
Medicate. |
When I'm alone at night, I become very pessimistic. The world is too incredible to bring such ugliness into it. I won't let my insecurities rot me away from the inside.Maybe I think too much. I should...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Aug 2009 20:28:00 GMT |
Malade. |
So sore. 375lbs. My goal is to do the whole stack.Sleeping in a bed that's not your own takes getting used to.Ironic, how all day long I crawl through fatigue, but when night finally comes, I can't sl...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Aug 2009 04:59:00 GMT |
Fashionate. |
Hey, the shirts I ordered have arrived (I had to resist the urge to say that in French). I'll be getting A's in style this year.Never again will I let myself fail another class. It cost me $250 dollar...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Aug 2009 11:56:00 GMT |
Your captain nailed his feet to someone else's ship at the sight of me. |
Losing Rachel as a girlfriend was like losing a part of me. Can I truly say I've moved on if the memories of that which once was still occassionally come back to 'haunt' me? I should make it clear tha...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Aug 2009 20:50:00 GMT |
Thoughts of a dying atheist. |
The concept of death leaves me paralized with uncertainty and fear when I dwell on it for too long.I find no solace in Heaven. There's nothing to grab onto, there's nothing to put me at ease. I just s...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Aug 2009 22:11:00 GMT |
Seventeen. |
It's amazing how much everything changes in one year. Something feels off right now. Hopefully school and its social interactions will help me keep my mind off of, or better yet, fill this void within...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Aug 2009 21:44:00 GMT |
Art of Conflict. |
I've spent my nights in the city for the past two days. Fuck, I can't wait to live there. Everything awesome is within walking distance, and at night all the lights at paint an awesome mural of colors...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Jul 2009 23:36:00 GMT |
Imagine. |
Prolonged solitude will inevitably bring forth boredom. Both feelings combined will prove to be extremely constricting, and metaphorically suffocating. My days have become routine, with only the gym t...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Jul 2009 22:43:00 GMT |
The Gothenburg Sound. |
I really wish that I could have played the 8th grade talent show. I'm sure my peers would have prefered to see us than that cover of "Wild Thing". Back then, the majority of my friends and I still sha...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Jul 2009 21:16:00 GMT |
