January 2011
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Day Three Hundred and Fifty Four
Monday, 31 January 2011, 9.07pm
Today, I’m ready to burn this beautiful city right up.
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Day Three Hundred and Fifty Three
Sunday, 30 January 2011, 10.10pm
Every now and then I still feel that rush of hope. A rush that things will suddenly change. A rush that I’ll suddenly be able to take things as they come. C’est la vie and all that. It doesn’t last long. But it’s really all I live for; that one day that hope will be reality.
“Seven times in seven days. I sat and wished my life away....
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“You ever feel you were meant to be alone? Because I saw a play and and a...”
Day Three Hundred and Fifty Two
Saturday, 29 January 2011, 11.44pm
Do I wish I was like you? Yeah, of course because the grass is always greener. So you always get straight A’s but I think you face is broken. So you have a social life but I think your legs are open. So you’re rich but I think you’re too outspoken. So you’re skinny…I wish I was too.
You can distract yourself all you want but in the...
Day Three Hundred and Fifty One
Friday, 28 January 2011, 10.17pm
When I wake up, the only thing that gets me through the day is the knowledge that I can go to sleep again at the end.
Strangers on a Sunday →
“Every Sunday, I catch a train to New York. Sometimes I visit a museum, sometimes I take a walk through Central Park. I never have a plan, see, so I often end up right here, just staring at the ceiling at Grand Central and receiving funny looks from strangers such as yourself. I like strangers a lot. I’ve never quite wrapped my mind around why, but there’s something so sweet and beautiful about an...
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“If he made me in his image, then he’s a failure too.”
Day Three Hundred and Fifty
Thursday, 27 January 2011, 8.25pm
I couldn’t destroy the world just yet.
Day Three Hundred and Forty Nine
Wednesday, 26 January 2011, 10.52pm
Making your own judgments of people can be fun sometimes. People aren’t always who you think. I love that. Someone you haven’t talked to in a while can really surprise you. This woman I met again, she had a great attitude. And a great smile. And I smiled too, for a little while.
For the last 24 days I’ve been writing 2010. I’ve never...
Day Three Hundred and Forty Eight
Tuesday, 25 January 2011, 8.43pm
I hate that feeling when you know you’re out of control. You tell yourself to do something yet your body is doing something else entirely. Maybe it’s just the knowledge that really you’re not in control of anything.
After saying I missed dreaming, I dreamt. Something weird but weirdly refreshing. Then I woke up and lost it.
When you hit...
Day Three Hundred and Forty Seven
Monday, 24 January 2010, 5.00pm
I wish I still had dreams. That feeling of waking up and knowing you escaped reality for a night. I miss that.
“If I save some lives, does that mean I’m worth saving?”
– Ashes to Ashes
“I’m playing the piano. The same piece. Over and over and over again. Until...”
Day Three Hundred and Forty Six
Sunday, 23 January 2011, 9.02pm
So I prayed to what I thought were angels…
“Think of me, think of me fondly. When we’ve said goodbye, remember me once in a...”
– Phantom of the Opera, Think of Me
Day Three Hundred and Forty Five
Saturday, 22 January 2011, 11.31pm
Just because you can’t mental pain doesn’t mean it hurts any less than physical pain. And just because you can’t see something doesn’t mean it’s not there. I know it’s hard to care and help someone when you can’t see that they’re in pain, but when you know they are it’s a little different.
The only time I...
Day Three Hundred and Forty Four
Friday, 21 January 2011, 11.18pm
I wish I had made more of myself.
I must give the impression that I have the answers for everything You were so disappointed to see me unravel so easily It’s only change. It’s only everything I know It’s only change, and I’m only changing. You want something that’s constant and I only wanted to be me But, watch, even the stars...
Day Three Hundred and Forty Three
Thursday, 20 January 2011, 11.05pm
They’re laughing. I know they are.
Day Three Hundred and Forty Two
Wednesday, 19 January 2011, 5.40pm
It doesn’t matter what I do. I’ll still feel like a failure. I’ll still feel that nothing’s ever good enough. I’ll still feel like I should’ve done more.
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“Don’t Cry Child. You’ve got so much more to live for”
– Laura Marling
Day Three Hundred and Forty One
Tuesday, 18 January 2011, 10.36pm
Have you ever felt disorientated? Like you’re at a distance? Like you know you’re doing things but you’re not actually in control of it? What if you spent you’re whole life like that? Just watching. Not able to interfere.
Things keep getting stranger. And the worst thing is I still feel as though it will all go away. I feel like...
Day Three Hundred and Forty
Monday, 17 January 2011, 9.01pm
I know you have regrets. And at the time I would’ve screamed until you saw them. But now, I can see you trying. I know you’re trying to fix things and I promise it’s working. Right at the time when I need it. So it’s really not too late. And the thing is, no matter how much you drove me insane and no matter how many regrets you have, you...
“You were so disappointed to see me unravel so easily.”
– Ben Folds