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You know what is best about summer?
Not giving a shit about how the ever-so-fucked up judgmental social police in Forsyth think of you.
You know what else?
Never having to listen to anyone's shit anymore.
Oh yes, I do listen to what people say, when they talk to me in an honest civilized tone...but talkin shit never gets you anywhere.
You know, I'm beginning to think that the people in this town are becoming walking criticism. Everyone is so proud of their opinion, as if it's something to actually be proud of. Taste is a good thing, I will admit, but it's nothing that separates you from the general population. Being more militant doesn't specifically make you stronger intellectually, but actually, in my opinion, just makes you seem like more of an ass. Again, kids, there is a fine line between having an opinion and segregating or ostracizing someone because their opinion differs from yours, or their tastes aren't specifically the same as yours. Grow up, get some damn manners, and learn to accept people that are different from you. I guess there's a little hypocrisy in telling people to not be militant in a militant fashion, but honestly, that's the only thing I can honestly say that comes to mind when I think of things that make me feel the need to act that way. Close-mindedness is my biggest pet peeve, especially in people who have proven to be able to be open-minded, but for some reason or another, they simply chose to continue to be an ass to certain groups, with certain opinions. Naivity isn't an issue, they just simply chose to be the way they are. l;aksjdfal;kgh
I'm a bit frustrated, and I'm beginning to see flaws in everything. All logic is becoming a little too round at this hour, and when trying to look at things from all angles I can't come down to a solid decision on a stance to take.
Sorry, it's 4 in the morning, and my mind is buzzing. My fingers are finding the keys faster than my mind can throw any kind of coherence together.
Ignore this post, I just want to read it in the morning, and see if it makes any sense then. (Probably not, but just incase...)
Put your hands on me, my love
While the world wakes up early
And wastes the day working
For money they don't need
To buy things they don't need
Well, we'll sleep in, we'll sleep in again
It's the little things that we do that mean anything
It's the little things that we do that mean anything
I fell asleep in her lap tonight.
I could spend everynight seeing her like I have for the past week..
Just spending time together.
Just doing the little things.
The little things that make me happier than going out, sometimes.
Just sitting and watching a movie, and playing with her hair, or vice versa.
Watching her eyes gleem in the tv glow...
Just growing tired, and relaxed...
Not giving a shit about how the ever-so-fucked up judgmental social police in Forsyth think of you.
You know what else?
Never having to listen to anyone's shit anymore.
Oh yes, I do listen to what people say, when they talk to me in an honest civilized tone...but talkin shit never gets you anywhere.
You know, I'm beginning to think that the people in this town are becoming walking criticism. Everyone is so proud of their opinion, as if it's something to actually be proud of. Taste is a good thing, I will admit, but it's nothing that separates you from the general population. Being more militant doesn't specifically make you stronger intellectually, but actually, in my opinion, just makes you seem like more of an ass. Again, kids, there is a fine line between having an opinion and segregating or ostracizing someone because their opinion differs from yours, or their tastes aren't specifically the same as yours. Grow up, get some damn manners, and learn to accept people that are different from you. I guess there's a little hypocrisy in telling people to not be militant in a militant fashion, but honestly, that's the only thing I can honestly say that comes to mind when I think of things that make me feel the need to act that way. Close-mindedness is my biggest pet peeve, especially in people who have proven to be able to be open-minded, but for some reason or another, they simply chose to continue to be an ass to certain groups, with certain opinions. Naivity isn't an issue, they just simply chose to be the way they are. l;aksjdfal;kgh
I'm a bit frustrated, and I'm beginning to see flaws in everything. All logic is becoming a little too round at this hour, and when trying to look at things from all angles I can't come down to a solid decision on a stance to take.
Sorry, it's 4 in the morning, and my mind is buzzing. My fingers are finding the keys faster than my mind can throw any kind of coherence together.
Ignore this post, I just want to read it in the morning, and see if it makes any sense then. (Probably not, but just incase...)
Put your hands on me, my love
While the world wakes up early
And wastes the day working
For money they don't need
To buy things they don't need
Well, we'll sleep in, we'll sleep in again
It's the little things that we do that mean anything
It's the little things that we do that mean anything
I fell asleep in her lap tonight.
I could spend everynight seeing her like I have for the past week..
Just spending time together.
Just doing the little things.
The little things that make me happier than going out, sometimes.
Just sitting and watching a movie, and playing with her hair, or vice versa.
Watching her eyes gleem in the tv glow...
Just growing tired, and relaxed...