November 2011
17 posts
I’ve been having reoccurring dreams in which I’m partially blind. Not to the point of not being able to see objects, because I always know exactly what’s going on in the dream, but it’s moreso the kind of blind where I’m tripping and falling and my vision is almost fogged over. Rather than being able to do things clearly without interruption, I find myself roaming...
Dear Jammed Wrist:
You suck. You have sucked ever since I sprained you for the first time in 8th grade. I wish you would just stop being a bitch and cooperate already so I could live my life appropriately without interruption from you. You’re a pain and I’d like it to stop..
Sincerely:
Amanda Renee Parsen
“Well.. I was painting. Then I got online to chitchat for a few. Now I’m contemplating painting again, but it involves walking to the kitchen, grabbing my canvas / paints / water, bringing them into the living room, looking up a map of constellations, replicating them on my piece. Oh, and grabbing a beer since I haven’t had one in a couple days. Basically, it’s just a...
My heart hurts and I miss my lover.
I have been having the most vivid, insane dreams as of late. Going from almost never being able to recollect having dreams to having a few unthinkable adventures a night is throwing me for a loop. At times they get to a point where I just have to wake myself up because it’s too much.
Last nights for instance, there were no super-detailed being, but more of colored auras in the shape of...
It was brought to my attention today that inaction is just as much of an action as an actual action. Maybe the fact that you aren’t begging to have me by your side should be a huge warning sign that I deserve someone who would do anything to have me with them all the time.
Your willing to be absent from my life is your worst attribute.
You were the one worth leaving if that’s the...
Don’t. Be. Sad.
Be thankful for the moments you do have. So madly in love. Congratulations on the successful interview. I think you’ll love the bay area. I only hope the best for you. It still doesn’t mean it’s hard to be away from you.
Dear Heart:
Please stop those pesky occurrences in which you feel as if you’re going to pop out. You will be fine. It’s...
October 2011
10 posts
I don’t like games. I hate that you’re required to play them when it comes to expressing yourself with the person you hold most dear.. I’m sorry, but what’s the point in pretending you don’t care as much as you do in order for other people to have peace of mind? It makes no sense and I don’t think it ever will. You come here and you act like nothing’s...
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/health-15353397 →
http://www.astrologyzone.com/lifelove/matchmaker/pi... →
Playlist
Now that I decided to start posting on Tumblr again, I decided to throw a grand Re-entry Playlist Party..
Yumyum..
Awolnation - Sail
Beck - The Golden Age
We Were Promised Jetpacks - Moving Clocks Run Slow
The Tallest Man on Earth - I Want You (Bob Dylan Cover)
Party Talk- Craft Spells
Young Buffalo - New Beat
The Drums - Forever & Ever Amen
Golden Days - Never Meant Any Harm
Bon...
March 2010
5 posts
Hey, let’s talk about how other people say they have disorders that aren’t really disorders when the only reason we actually have them is because we are busy filling our blood with poison that will make us black hole zombies until we die a tragic, early death. Sound good?
fucking get over yourself. you do it to yourself. you choose this.
I cannot even begin to explain the constant ache that will never be eased. There will never be anyone else for me. It is him or noone. He isn’t in love with me. He cares, but he’s not in love with me. I live with my heart in my stomach. A constant feel of sickness. There are no words to describe the pain I feel. My heart rebreaks a hundred times a day. I wish I could just be numb to it...
I missed Eugene.
February 2010
8 posts
Hello, Tumblr. Long time no blog. I’ve been struggling a lot since the move here. The last couple days have been a little better. I know I will get used to living here eventually, but right now it’s still rough. The sun came out today, it was really nice. Casey and I sat outside during lunch on the sidewalk. I don’t even remember how long it’s been since I was able to...
January 2010
9 posts
I am not easily fixed. It will take a very long time. A very long time. I will push you away if you try to get close. This is a forewarning. I don’t want to be cared for by anyone else.
I haven’t posted anything on here in a long time. Portland is going pretty well.. at least school is. Portland is okay. It’s a beautiful city, but sometimes I feel suffocated. The wilderness is a huge part of me. It’s my release and my therapeutic time, I don’t get that in Portland. It’s literally a concrete jungle wherever you go.
Honestly, I feel like an alien...
December 2009
5 posts
