Just when I thought
I stole this from moz
I liked it
"we're always pretending to be something we're not, we're actors in a play that we create, it exists only in our minds, we make our lives the stage, the setting, we're a million different people every day inside our heads, we appreciate conflict, notice ironies, we see deeper meaning, sometimes we create deeper meaning where there is none just to satisfy our sick need for mental stimulation, to constantly engage all of our senses, a curiousity that becomes torment because we will never be able to know everything, there's too much to see, too much air to breathe, too many secrets to uncover, too many emotions and not enough words, too many drunken admissions not remembered... but the point is that we'll never be able to know it all and this maddens us, it burns us, it is our poison, our only saviour, the meaning we give to letters, the way we analyze sunsets, celebrate our confident self-awareness which is really nothing more than avoidance and alcoholism."
-//iR
My roomates got mad at me last night because I said I didnt want to be associate with being part of their "Cult"
So then one of them told another whole told another,
Mean texts ensued.
I will post about that on private
Hello 8th grade.
I liked it
"we're always pretending to be something we're not, we're actors in a play that we create, it exists only in our minds, we make our lives the stage, the setting, we're a million different people every day inside our heads, we appreciate conflict, notice ironies, we see deeper meaning, sometimes we create deeper meaning where there is none just to satisfy our sick need for mental stimulation, to constantly engage all of our senses, a curiousity that becomes torment because we will never be able to know everything, there's too much to see, too much air to breathe, too many secrets to uncover, too many emotions and not enough words, too many drunken admissions not remembered... but the point is that we'll never be able to know it all and this maddens us, it burns us, it is our poison, our only saviour, the meaning we give to letters, the way we analyze sunsets, celebrate our confident self-awareness which is really nothing more than avoidance and alcoholism."
-//iR
My roomates got mad at me last night because I said I didnt want to be associate with being part of their "Cult"
So then one of them told another whole told another,
Mean texts ensued.
I will post about that on private
Hello 8th grade.