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Posted Sunday, November 7, 2010 //
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#292. Ohhh Tien, you idiot, you're just a little bit of a hypocrite. A little bit insecure. A little bit untrusting and a helluva lot stupid. You can't get him out of your mind, even though you know it's not going to happen. You want it to happen, but you don't, so you go all bipolar around him, one second flirting, the next stone cold friendly. You blog about him as if he's some form of perfection. That's just it. He's perfect. Well, he's not perfect, but everything imperfect about him is out of place in that just so perfect way. You never want to give him up, even if that means fucking yourself over in the flow of things. You want him so much that you don't. You and your big mouth. You and your god damn illogical decisions, actions and words! Ahhhh! Fuck, Tien! Why are you so fucking stupid! Right now I want to get drunk. No I don't. AHH I'M FUCKING SPASTIC WHAT THE FUCK!!  Yeah. That picture says it just right. |
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Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)I ♥ Phoenix, (500) days of summer, double entendres, unmade beds, autumn, Chopin, syncopated melodies, G7 chords and things that make me feel. BACKTRACK
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