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why do we always ask questions we know the answer to?

Still,

it bothers me that you're still alive.

Blessed?

Nobody ever loved you lightly.

noise.

I'm tired of the noise this world makes in order to function. I'm tired of the buzzing of my fridge. I want to pull the plug, but that would mean i'll have nothing to eat. I'm tired of the sound of the fans that ventilate my air. I want to smash them against hard surfaces and rip them off the walls and ceilings. But i'd choke on heat and stagnant air.

I'm tired of the way I cower and put up with noise in order to function.

I'm tired of the way my skin crawls just because i'm alive.

40 bucks? c'mon.

Desperation is paying too much for sleep.

Nothing's free these days.

Rude Awakening.

Looking at him, i witnessed all of Love's little cliches rush like hungry bees to assume their positions in harsh reality.
They bumped him right off his seat.

Debilitating Pride.

harry suffers from 'debilitating pride'.
he is too proud to talk about it.
he doesn't like it when people pity him.
he is uncomfortable with situations that make him feel he is less than a god. he is especially susceptible to such situations. he doesn't want to discuss why.
he loves you and considers it a favour.
he wants you to love him but he is too proud to want you.
he is too proud to live.
he is too proud to die.
harry is in between life and death. it is like a dream-state, only not as pleasant.
his situation is chronic.
but don't you dare bring it up with him.
he would do something to you, but he is too proud.

harry doesn't get much done.

hence 'debilitating'.

surprise, stupid.

why does the dawning comprehension of stupidity always come too late? if we could bottle the mixture of emotions involved in that split second, it could make a wicked gift. like a dead hedgehog on the doorstep or something. maybe worse.

Chicken or Fish?

I think Jessica Simpson is not stupid. She's very very rich, and she knows what you're thinking.