The Enigmatic Paradox.

escapism: dissected.

I am a walking, talking enigmatic paradox which has manifested itself into a teenage girl.

Revolution is my favorite word.

Hi there! Oh, y'know. The blog of a young girl and the goodness called teenage angst. I'm not your typical Asian. I love theatre. I prefer "actor" not "actress." I enjoy long walks on low bridges.

I was bred for the arts.

"I trust in God. I will not be afraid. What can people do to me?" -Psalm 56:11

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YOU KNOW WHEN SUDDENLY SHIT MAKES SENSE AND YOU JUST HAVE THIS GREAT EPIPHANY

great feeling

I graduated two weeks ago, and so far, my summer’s at it’s low point.

I haven’t seen any of my friends since grad night.

I’m getting lonely again.

Nothing eventful is happening.

Although, rehearsals start this Monday, so I’m pretty juiced for that.

I hope Summer 2013 beats the last summer I spent in America, Summer 2011. Nothing, no matter what, can outshine Summer 2012. I hit five different countries hahah.

Spending this summer at home will be a nostalgia rush, but I’m ready.

All is well.

100% sure im ugly as hell and yet I still expect to be in a relationship with a hot person

(via what-is-this-i-dont-even)

You finally get your answer.

Simply put - I found it hard to find the line between truth and lie. You’d tell stories that seemed to have a different ending each time, and I didn’t know what to believe.

You clung on to my life, and applied yourself to aspects that you weren’t already a part of. I didn’t need that.

When it came to my life, you’d always side-comment, no matter how irrelevant they were. And 50% of the time, they were about yourself.

I couldn’t handle someone who would constantly talk about how people compliment them, then shoot it down right away. It’s almost… borderline attention-seeking. It was a constant need of self-affirmation that was the trigger for me.

As shallow friendships got, this was the shore. Nothing more.

I’m the type of person who freely gives and accepts compliments when I truly see needed.

I hope you can see yourself in a positive light for yourself, amd no longer meed to depend on others to define you.

Oh. And this has nothing to do with him. That’s a whole other post.

Why hello there! And welcome to theenigmaticparadox, the personal tumblr of Mitra.

This blog has been where many of my serious rants and paragraphs have gone, but lately, I haven’t been feeling the right vibe to even write on here.

I’m not quitting, but more of a redirecting you to my *new* blog, Simply, Mitra

I hope all is well, and be sure to give that more serious blog a read!

Today, in my religion class, we were asked the following questions:

  1. Do you believe in the Resurrection of Jesus Christ?
  2. Do you believe there is life in death?
  3. What do you think happens when we die?

My answers weren’t necessarily Christian, but then again, that it itself is unclear to me.

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Sometimes, I don’t even know why the fuck I keep trying.

You’re just this amazing person who makes me feel like I mean something to you, and as flattering as that may be… you treat me like an awful load of shit.

I’ve had it with your BS, and I fucking need you to stop.

I forget that I’m friends with some of the most amazing people on the planet.