Shit I'm Into

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Miniature Tigers:



Inspired Bicycles with Danny Macaskill (I've watched this a dozen times, and I'm not sure if it's the song or the tricks or the way the song and tricks are so beautiful together, but it gives me nerdy goosebumps):



Also:

- http://www.twitter.com/shitmydadsays

- http://psychoticlettersfrommen.blogspot.com/

- http://www.canitapthat.com/

- http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/

- http://whywomenhatemen.blogspot.com/

- http://www.fupenguin.com/



Whatever keeps my mind busy these days...

Hate

We're starting to hate each other.

I am "cold-hearted". I've "never felt a real feeling in [my] life". I'm "living a complete lie".

This is exactly what we didn't want to do. And here we are.

Fuck.

Separated

So, I'm separated. That's the big secret. That's what has kept me away.

A big part of me feels like it's the right thing to do. But that doesn't mean that it's not heart-wrenching, stomach-churning, sobfest-inducing.

It's also hard because I feel like everyone wants me to do what they want me to do. I know what my parents want me to do. I know what Hubs wants me to do. I know what the rest of the extended family wants to happen. Like there isn't already a huge weight on my shoulders and a panic attack waiting around every corner.

Fuck this. I hate this.