June 2011
2 posts
What women don't get about men.
At least to me.
Honestly, I’m not complicated. Very simple. BUT I can be oblivious to things.
You see, I feel like women play these little games. They like to make guys feel like they have to figure out what is wrong with them.
Like it already doesnt bother us that we don’t KNOW already what’s wrong with you/what we did wrong
On top of that, you want us to FIGURE IT OUT?!...
Hello Tears.
It really has been too long. Good, bad? I don’t even know where to start. Lately, I feel like we’ve been growing a part. I know I’ve told you before, but I just feel like you don’t see it. I feel like I’m just not up to par with you. Sometimes, I feel like I don’t know you at all. I know you’ve told me I was boring before. But, now I’m starting to...
May 2011
4 posts
Uneasiness.
I have anxiety problems sometimes.. I just never show it.
Tumble.
So I come to you, oh dear Tumblr of mine, to blog my thoughts unknown to the world,which I prefer to hide, since I consider myself a man of whom is able to turn the negative into positive. But, sometimes a man must cry, though I am not literally speaking. I am only speaking in a sense of.. Where do I belong in this world? Do YOU know where you belong? Riddle me that.
The world in which you live in is not the world in which I live in. The power of your mind is able to manipulate everything that passes through it, therefore making our worlds different.
Body language
I know when you’re upset. And I also know why you’re upset. Don’t tell me that I’m wrong. I can understand why it upsets you a little.. But please try and get over it.
March 2011
2 posts
Uncivilization
I’m so sick and tired of that shit
Indirect affect
Although it was a dream, it was very vivid and chronological. It hit me, but the dream had nothing to do with me. You all were in the dream. And it was so odd…
So yeah. Money can make or break people. Literally.
February 2011
1 post
Sacrifice.
It’ll be worth it, right?
Otherwise I wouldn’t be doing this shit….
October 2010
2 posts
Yes (No).
“And anything that happens is for a reason”
Dear Tumblr,
It’s been awhile. Test tomorrow, can’t sleep. Too many thoughts in my head to lay myself to rest. I guess these are the only times I ever write. Funny thing is, I never let all my thoughts out either. Some things are best kept to yourself. But, the other some…
…..
And again I can never spill out my...
Signs
They’re all pointing in one direction. Now I have the choice to choose.. I think I’ll walk the other way.
September 2010
1 post
Just sometimes
I wish things could be normal..
August 2010
3 posts
My appetite
Has been gone for the past two days.. Going onto three. Well.. Hopefully not, but I already feel it. I can’t help it.. I guess..
I'm Terrible
I’m that type of person that bottles up everything. Mainly to show that I’m strong and that I’m able to handle the situation. But at night, it goes straight to the heart. And I’ve always been like this. I’m not sure if it’s a good thing, but at night, I’m able to completely let go..
What did I do..
To deserve this..
July 2010
1 post
Hello old friend,
As the future nears, I fear for its sudden turnaround. Not something I’d ever imagine. But In the end, it’s me and me and my happiness.. Right? I thought I needed it to be be happy. Well I do. But it’s not my fault things are becoming the way they are. Well it is. Sorta. All I know is that he was right. I was afraid his words would one day come true and I see it...
May 2010
1 post
Rah rah
Raaahhh
April 2010
11 posts
In the depths of this corner
I pause to think
Why did that happen?
Of course it’s a sign
A bad one at that
I lean in closer
Over the edge
I slip
Tedious it is to come back up
But I feel like it’s going no where
I keep pursuing
Because I KNOW that it is possible
Possible to..
My upper lip twitches and I leave it at that
Alan Paraso
Airplanes
I wish I could travel to a place where nothing mattered.
That place doesn’t exist, unfortunately..
A wise man
told me that he runs away from his problems.. literally.
Looks like I need to take a jog.
Alan Paraso
asdf
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I already know I fucked up
And I said sorry and tried to fix it to the best that it could be fixed. Not only do I feel guilty, but you yelling at me won’t solve anything. But it’s okae. I deserve to be lectured and yelled at while I sit in this corner. It only makes sense. All that could I could do now is say sorry and move on.. That’s it
Alan Paraso
I’ve never uploaded a video on Tumblr before. BTW I just learned this song so i messed up… like.. yeah
Build Me Up, Buttercup
Unfortunately, my back is against the wall
Alan Paraso
I guess
I you don’t think of me as often as you used to
Slow dancing
In a burning room
Swallowing my pride
I seem to always have to do this. But I guess I’ll be the bigger person and continue to do this even though you fail to realize it. It’s the only way to move forward
Not only does my head hurt
But so does my heart.
March 2010
8 posts
Disgustingly Beautiful
Lost in lines of ludacris, licking letters with lustful lies labeling the lives of laboring ladies who lure their latter lashing the victim who falls succeptable to LOVE.
Title.
“i wanna be happy. but i feel like god wont let me. and i know he doesnt like it when i feel cold and empty. but him and this paper are the only ones that get me. i feel all alone and outnumbered like a lefty. but its too late to ignore. my emotions are set free and half time i give in to everything that tempts me. and none of this may make sense but it makes sense to me. im sittin here...
I don't know how to feel
I know the tides have changed, I didn’t see that coming
A lesson learned, can’t you see?
Obvious amongst myself but discreet as I can be
Walk past you with the same deadly posture that you possess
Could it be possible that it anchors so perfectly?
Touché, checkmate
You reached me like a disease
Pox of an impotent man
I guess I’ll let it be
But make sure you have the other side...
Don't ever make a friend.. a friend of...
(via marthesurface)
Don't ever make a friend.. a friend of...
(via marthesurface)
In need
Of a personal friend. Someone that know my friends doesn’t interact with them in any way. Any takers?
A little
Cry don’t hurt nobody
Sincerely,
Alan Paraso
I hate you
Soo much right now.
January 2010
7 posts
Definitions for lit
muscatel - a sweet wine made from muscat grapes
rondeaux - a short poem of fixed form, consisting of 13 or 10 lines on two rhymes and having the opening words or phrase used in two places as an unrhymed refrain
quince - Cydonia oblonga or C. sinensis, of rose family, bearing hard, fragrant, yellowish fruit used chiefly for making jelly or preserves
pamphleteer - writer or publisher of...
Wishing
That you will ONE DAY stop jeopordizing my happiness. :( 3
Torn.
Sincerely,
Alan Paraso..
Cold.
With NO chance of snow. Burr! :)
Heading to CFA for my morning spicy chicken biscuit breakfast before I get to work. Then dancell concert tonight!
Sincerely,
Alan Paraso
Full.
Damn Taco Bell! You’re going to make me fat :) They had this new 5-layer burrito that costs 89 cents. That shit will fill you up lol. I saw an old friend of mine from middle school who happened to be there. She was with her boyfriend who began to look at me really stank as if i was mackin on his chick. Homeboy if i wanted to would’ve BEEN had her in my arms motherfucker. But I’ll...
Wow.
I have class from 4:30 - 9:50 tonight. well i guess it’s not THAT bad
I guess you can say.
Let’s start back a new. New year. Fresh&clean right? yeah.. right..?
:)
Sincerely,
Alan Paraso
December 2009
5 posts
I lied.
I will tweet my shit
Crying myself a river
Yes I shall
Someone told me.
Not to tweet my business, so I’ll tumble it instead
I really thought you were joking..
Wooooooooowwww I guess not. You just told me exactly where I lie on your priority list In a few simple words. Whatever fuck your shit.
Selfish
Most selfish bitch ever. I’ll catch you off guard. And I won’t have ANY sympathy towards you. I AM CAPABLE of stooping to your fucking level AND I WILL if I need to.
October 2009
7 posts
Lingering in the past
Is something everyone needs to stop doing
Including myself
Sincerely,
Alan Paraso
Everything is bottled up inside of me.
I hate you. I hate me. I hate promises. I hate secrets. I hate love. I hate people. I hate Jacksonville. I hate selfishness. I hate hate. I hate emotions. I hate not being man enough. I hate hearts. I hate friends. I hate everyone. I hate relationships.
I hate….