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Consistently at a loss,
Life can only be described in
Disimilar terms
Life
Is like walking down the a still busy chicago street
at 2 in the morning with light snow falling on your bleached hair
Is like listening to a song you haven't heard in years
and then having your heart jump when it reminds you of a bizare memory
Is like sitting next to someone and just being caught up
in an infatuation with their being
Is like realizing that while you have felt adult all of your
life no one seems to want to give you credit for it
Is like knowing that SHE will never LOVE you, but you
insist on loving her anyway
Is like when you have to chuckle a little because you fine yourself
listening to Sunshine pop and Progressive metal in the same playlist
Is like knowing why when you are making the closest thing to a global
variable you need to call STATIC
Is like being confounded that people "get" 12oz mouse but they don't "get"
Boondocks
Is like mildly procrastinating on an art history project about the bynzintine
empire because it hits a little to close to home.
Is like making a live journal post that everyone is going to read and undoubtedbly
misunderstand and probably ridicule.
I need to find the notes i wrote for work on my philosophy book...so i can burn them and start over.
Life can only be described in
Disimilar terms
Life
Is like walking down the a still busy chicago street
at 2 in the morning with light snow falling on your bleached hair
Is like listening to a song you haven't heard in years
and then having your heart jump when it reminds you of a bizare memory
Is like sitting next to someone and just being caught up
in an infatuation with their being
Is like realizing that while you have felt adult all of your
life no one seems to want to give you credit for it
Is like knowing that SHE will never LOVE you, but you
insist on loving her anyway
Is like when you have to chuckle a little because you fine yourself
listening to Sunshine pop and Progressive metal in the same playlist
Is like knowing why when you are making the closest thing to a global
variable you need to call STATIC
Is like being confounded that people "get" 12oz mouse but they don't "get"
Boondocks
Is like mildly procrastinating on an art history project about the bynzintine
empire because it hits a little to close to home.
Is like making a live journal post that everyone is going to read and undoubtedbly
misunderstand and probably ridicule.
I need to find the notes i wrote for work on my philosophy book...so i can burn them and start over.