Why do certain pop-bloggers have to COCK their heads to the side when they pose for the camera?!??!
Stop head-cocking. DISGUSTINGGG
Stop head-cocking. DISGUSTINGGG
October 2008 Archives
It baffles me.
Life is cheap but its a cost that can never be paid.
And I see the world, with so many minds, floating about; active molecules untouched by gravity, in a space so endless to the eye that there is no horizon. And all these active molecules bounce against each other - people meeting; injecting; affecting - and then just leave the exact same way they came, going back into the universe, as if nothing ever happened.
It really makes you think - so what? So what if you did X and Y, met A and B?
So what?
In the end, no one can tell the difference. In the end, even if they could... why would they care? They've bounced against you and now you both travel indefinitely in directions of total opposites. And no matter how many similar molecules are around you, how many you've met, or how many you're gonna meet, you're gonna remain just that - untouched, unaffected, and painfully...painfully the same.
Life is cheap.
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ps: I would write about how we're all sucked into a black chasm a black hole of nothingness and everything. But it would hurt to trivialize or even attempt to define this space that I feel. It could be a looming sense of insignificance, of humble reverie, or simply of no value at all.
Life is cheap but its a cost that can never be paid.
And I see the world, with so many minds, floating about; active molecules untouched by gravity, in a space so endless to the eye that there is no horizon. And all these active molecules bounce against each other - people meeting; injecting; affecting - and then just leave the exact same way they came, going back into the universe, as if nothing ever happened.
It really makes you think - so what? So what if you did X and Y, met A and B?
So what?
In the end, no one can tell the difference. In the end, even if they could... why would they care? They've bounced against you and now you both travel indefinitely in directions of total opposites. And no matter how many similar molecules are around you, how many you've met, or how many you're gonna meet, you're gonna remain just that - untouched, unaffected, and painfully...painfully the same.
Life is cheap.
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ps: I would write about how we're all sucked into a black chasm a black hole of nothingness and everything. But it would hurt to trivialize or even attempt to define this space that I feel. It could be a looming sense of insignificance, of humble reverie, or simply of no value at all.
I am kind of like a dirty joke.
Told too often
Told too late -
When people can no longer laugh.
Told too often
Told too late -
When people can no longer laugh.
It has occurred to me, inadvertently, that many are pimping the "singles" dollar. Money spent frivolously on drinks, dates, useless pretty things, and of course the infamous monogrammed purse from (brand). I'm really afraid to state brands and trademarks these days. One could get sued for anything. Literally. But don't get me wrong, there is some cool even to this monopolization of intangibles.
For example, my best friend recently got commented on. And not in the Friendster or Facebook-status-comment way, but for real. A certain someone said that she looked single. I was so appalled at hearing this when she typed to me, that I couldn't even spell appalling on MSN. So I replied with an air of nonchalance, Yes, because that is how the world works. One is born looking either 'single' or 'attached'-looking.
My best friend got 30 points and a reminder of why she was my best friend at one of the wittiest replies I've come across in any conversation for a good while: Yeah, and some of us look complicated.
This of course was followed with a lengthy and absolutely inconsequential discussion on trademarking and copyrighting, but hey. Think about it. Someone actually OWNS "its complicated". Holy mother. I wanna freakin' own a phrase too.
The world is so unfair that way. That puts me in a bit of a funky mood right now.
For example, my best friend recently got commented on. And not in the Friendster or Facebook-status-comment way, but for real. A certain someone said that she looked single. I was so appalled at hearing this when she typed to me, that I couldn't even spell appalling on MSN. So I replied with an air of nonchalance, Yes, because that is how the world works. One is born looking either 'single' or 'attached'-looking.
My best friend got 30 points and a reminder of why she was my best friend at one of the wittiest replies I've come across in any conversation for a good while: Yeah, and some of us look complicated.
This of course was followed with a lengthy and absolutely inconsequential discussion on trademarking and copyrighting, but hey. Think about it. Someone actually OWNS "its complicated". Holy mother. I wanna freakin' own a phrase too.
The world is so unfair that way. That puts me in a bit of a funky mood right now.