(no subject)
Don't fuck with my head.
I've really had enough of the bullshit
the lies
the stress
the confusion
the work
the disappointment
the back
the forth
the to
the fro.
I don't need it.
Whoever told you I did lied.
It's times like these that you wish there was some kind of coffee filter you could pour yourself through.
All the bullshit thays in the filter paper.
You've just poured yourself a hot cup of good.
That's all it would have to be. Not fun. Or happy. Or sweet.
Just good. Regardless of the flavor.
Then again, maybe that flies in the face of what life is all about. Maybe the idea isnt to weed out bad flavors.
I think maybe love is the spice of life. Not necessarily being "in love", but just love.
It could be that all we're supposed to do is quit trying to get rid of the shit flavors. It's pretty impossible. Instead, why not mask the flavors by tossing some love around.
And stirring... occasionally.
I've really had enough of the bullshit
the lies
the stress
the confusion
the work
the disappointment
the back
the forth
the to
the fro.
I don't need it.
Whoever told you I did lied.
It's times like these that you wish there was some kind of coffee filter you could pour yourself through.
All the bullshit thays in the filter paper.
You've just poured yourself a hot cup of good.
That's all it would have to be. Not fun. Or happy. Or sweet.
Just good. Regardless of the flavor.
Then again, maybe that flies in the face of what life is all about. Maybe the idea isnt to weed out bad flavors.
I think maybe love is the spice of life. Not necessarily being "in love", but just love.
It could be that all we're supposed to do is quit trying to get rid of the shit flavors. It's pretty impossible. Instead, why not mask the flavors by tossing some love around.
And stirring... occasionally.