I'm never going to stretch my shape to be with you so I can be the imposter in your bed
CooTiEPooP: ugh that is depressing. thank you for enlightening me about my species of leaches.
Ahh, I got on another rant tonight with somebody about the deconstruction of individualism.. or something.
I think the subject line says it all, so there is no need to read this bitchy, incoherent rant. I haven't slept in a very very long time. It's hard to think straight. (especially since i'm prone to gayness)
There are some pretty cool girls in this world, but I wish most members of the female population were more independent minded, less complacent with shallow relationships (romantic and friendshipwise) without ever learning from their mistakes, and less impressed by image, our pop-culture interests, and general fakeness designed to appeal to others . Any raver/emo kid that says they don't care how they dress is a liar. They put more thought into how they dress than jocks, that's for sure. Free time is mostly dedicated to blending in socially and being swarmed by lots of guys in whatever genre of lifestyle she happens ot be a part of, whether it be emo, prep, raver, thugs, jocks, salad tossing unicorn hunters, or a combination of these. The girls I know generally revolve around pseudo eclectic guys that are DJs or are in shitty local bands. I know my music definately sucks, I don't miss being in a band with guys that could actually sing/play. It was hard to respect my last band's groupies.
The super ego won't let us learn when self contentment is more enticing.
Anyway, I definately don't think what bands/interests/clothing a person likes really makes the person. I think the fact that most people seem to miss this point is what annoys me. Especially when people's existence mostly revolves around advertising their musical/social tastes. Better have your converse chucks, trendy shirts, and list your favorite bands/DJ's in your AOL profile! (along with your sex/location) Damn, in a way, I'm doing a simillar thing right now, aren't I? I just don't see enough girls in bands! I want more girls expressing real thoughts/emotions and shit. No, "spinning" doesn't count. Sorry you neo hippie ravahz!
Seems that just about every guy on here is a future rockstar and/or poet. If they are lucky, they got some "crazy" hair. If not, Im sure they have some ex-girlfriend sob stories and cliche advice to give to compensate, for mass appeal. I think my urge to write songs has died lately. My apathy is powerful. Like an iceburg it melts when it drifts closer to the equator and gets stronger as it gets closer to a pole.
I want to start/manage (and write for) a fem-driven rock band. Possibly a hybrid band of guys/girls. Possibly even hermaphrodites. I've been listening to Siamese Dream and Veruca Salt a lot (again) lately. It's inspired me. I don't think it'll be all that original, but it'd be fun and definately a nice thing for the local "scene". I just don't know any girls that rock out, are clever, aren't fat, and aren't generic. Unfortunately, in this shallow society, I can't market a band full of chunky monkies.
Kim needs to get a guitar. Maybe I'll give her this old old acoustic I got at a garage sale for 4 bucks. If I can fix the tuning keys.
Life is decent, so I need to fucking shutup and accept it.
Ahh, I got on another rant tonight with somebody about the deconstruction of individualism.. or something.
I think the subject line says it all, so there is no need to read this bitchy, incoherent rant. I haven't slept in a very very long time. It's hard to think straight. (especially since i'm prone to gayness)
There are some pretty cool girls in this world, but I wish most members of the female population were more independent minded, less complacent with shallow relationships (romantic and friendshipwise) without ever learning from their mistakes, and less impressed by image, our pop-culture interests, and general fakeness designed to appeal to others . Any raver/emo kid that says they don't care how they dress is a liar. They put more thought into how they dress than jocks, that's for sure. Free time is mostly dedicated to blending in socially and being swarmed by lots of guys in whatever genre of lifestyle she happens ot be a part of, whether it be emo, prep, raver, thugs, jocks, salad tossing unicorn hunters, or a combination of these. The girls I know generally revolve around pseudo eclectic guys that are DJs or are in shitty local bands. I know my music definately sucks, I don't miss being in a band with guys that could actually sing/play. It was hard to respect my last band's groupies.
The super ego won't let us learn when self contentment is more enticing.
Anyway, I definately don't think what bands/interests/clothing a person likes really makes the person. I think the fact that most people seem to miss this point is what annoys me. Especially when people's existence mostly revolves around advertising their musical/social tastes. Better have your converse chucks, trendy shirts, and list your favorite bands/DJ's in your AOL profile! (along with your sex/location) Damn, in a way, I'm doing a simillar thing right now, aren't I? I just don't see enough girls in bands! I want more girls expressing real thoughts/emotions and shit. No, "spinning" doesn't count. Sorry you neo hippie ravahz!
Seems that just about every guy on here is a future rockstar and/or poet. If they are lucky, they got some "crazy" hair. If not, Im sure they have some ex-girlfriend sob stories and cliche advice to give to compensate, for mass appeal. I think my urge to write songs has died lately. My apathy is powerful. Like an iceburg it melts when it drifts closer to the equator and gets stronger as it gets closer to a pole.
I want to start/manage (and write for) a fem-driven rock band. Possibly a hybrid band of guys/girls. Possibly even hermaphrodites. I've been listening to Siamese Dream and Veruca Salt a lot (again) lately. It's inspired me. I don't think it'll be all that original, but it'd be fun and definately a nice thing for the local "scene". I just don't know any girls that rock out, are clever, aren't fat, and aren't generic. Unfortunately, in this shallow society, I can't market a band full of chunky monkies.
Kim needs to get a guitar. Maybe I'll give her this old old acoustic I got at a garage sale for 4 bucks. If I can fix the tuning keys.
Life is decent, so I need to fucking shutup and accept it.