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fuck first impressions. or excuse me, i’m coping.

you’re walking down the street and suddenly you’re overcome with the feeling that everyone is watching you walk - commenting on your looks, your clothing, the way in which you walk, just waiting for you to do something stupid. so, of course, now, you’re aware of every step, repeating “don’t walk like a duck” in your head, then *bam* you trip over your own foot and stumble.

you’re next in line ~anywhere~ and realize that everyone is looking at you - just waiting for the moment you get up to the counter and prove that you’ve no idea what it is that you’re doing, willing you to just screw up, so that they can have a #FAIL story to tell. so, of course, now, you get up to the counter and you can’t speak without stumbling over every 3rd word. you don’t know the ~correct procedures~, so the clerk is annoyed at what is obviously a babbling idiot in front of her.

you’re minding your own business acutely aware of *every move you’re making*, then suddenly become aware that other people *are* actually monitoring you, questioning you.

no matter where you go, you are acutely aware of the judgments people are making, so you scrutinize your every breath, your every step, every movement, every hair that may or may not be out of place. you watch what everyone else is doing and try to mimic them, so that you won’t do something utterly crass and impolite. you monitor every sentence that you utter, listening as you stumble over the simplest of words (and for god’s sake, stick to the simple words, because lord knows, you’ll never be able to say anything with more than one syllable without completely mispronouncing it). all the while, you *know* that the only thing you’re doing is succeeding in stretching yourself into one helluva taut rubber band. one misstep and you will be completely undone. no longer able to hold it together.

so just. shut. up.

stand in the corner, back to the wall, and try to look as inconspicuous as possible. otherwise, risk a panic attack or, in some extreme cases, a loss of temper.

this is my life.

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Tagged as: day2day,personal November 22, 2009 @ 04:20 pm

weird? yes, we is.

weird, not an insult.

“weird is NOT an insult, "normal" should be dropped from the english language, yeah that last one is probably a metaphor for the internet, and I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together”

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Tagged as: comics,weirdness November 21, 2009 @ 12:54 am

patty griffin and natalie maines - mary

from a recent sons of anarchy episode (greatest show ever). beautiful song.

mary, you’re covered in roses,
you’re covered in ashes,
you’re covered in rain,
you’re covered in babies,
covered in slashes,
covered in wilderness,
covered in stains.
you cast aside the sheet, you cast aside the shroud
of another man, who serves the world proud
you greet another son, you lose another one
on some sunny day and always you stay, mary

jesus says mother i couldn’t stay another day longer
flies right by and leaves a kiss upon her face
while the angels are singin’ his praises in a blaze of glory
mary stays behind and starts cleaning up the place

oh mary, she moves behind me
she leaves her fingerprints everywhere
every time the snow drifts,
every way the sand shifts,
even when the night lifts,
she’s always there.

mary, you’re covered in roses,
you’re covered in ruins,
covered in secrets,
you’re covered in treetops,
covered in birds,
who can sing a million songs without any words.
you cast aside the sheets, you cast aside the shroud
of another man, who serves the world proud
you greet another son, you lose another one
on some sunny day and always you stay, mary

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Tagged as: music,videos,sonsofanarchy November 21, 2009 @ 12:30 am