Incomplete and Snowball Thoughts

It’s 12:22 Am and I’m pondering. I’m pondering why I am awake when all I want to do is sleep. I’m pondering what I am going to have for breakfast. I’m pondering over why I’m even typing this. Then I’m pondering over him.

My pondering is cautious and careful. It’s analytical, contemplative, and calculative. It has no boundaries, but it stays within the lines.

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To be honest, I guess I’m really pondering over “hims”. 

One. Several. Two? No more. Who knows really, I’m about as static as…well something that could finish that simile.  

I’m just pondering. Ponder, ponder, ponder.

I ponder if they’re pondering too.  

When you laugh at the most awkward spots in movies…

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Yup. Sounds about right. But I ain’t complaining. 

No wonder I adore both of these movies 

Love Love Love Love

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Slightly freaked from excitement when Shoma Uno had a different version of my SP music.  I can only say that this will be the best competition. EVER. 

<3 <3 

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People try sooo hard to be dicks when they’re not.

I try to convince myself that people are all good inside.

People try to act like nothing is the matter. 

I act like nothing is the matter. 

Your confidence goes down for absolutely no reason.

I cut myself up so others can’t.

Your pride overwhelms your ability to say what you feel.

I don’t even know what I feel.

And the last thing I hate:

That an INFINITE amount of other people hate the same things, but only a FINITE amount do something about them. 

Tastes better than Buckley’s

Pass along <3