Clarity
It's late as hell. Or early, depending on how you look at it. So before I forget most of the bull shit that's going thru my head, I'd better get typing.
So yeah...this entry's word is "Clarity".
It's something I got a dose of tonight, from an unlikely source. My friend Jessie and I had a pretty long chat on the ride home, and on her patio. Now, I say unlikely, because one could attribute our chat to the fact that she was drunk, and I was a tiny bit buzzed. But, fuck that, because this is one smart bia! I'm tellin' you, almost every fact or scenario I tried to tell her she didn't understand, she freakin' understood. Not only that, she was takin' what I said, switchin' it around, and tossin' it back at me...and I was like: "DAMNIT! You're right again." I just hate it when I'm wrong. (Which is funny because she says I'm not wrong). Confuse me some more damnit! LMAO! :P
I'm sure you're reading this going: "What the fuck is he talking about?"
Here's what: She made me realize that I've been worrying about stupid shit, and that I should know better. And she's fuckin' right. I just tend to over-think things sometimes, and it puts my mind into this like, rut, where I keep going over shit again and again trying to figure out what went wrong. She says: "You ever think it wasn't YOU who was wrong???" Well yeah, of fuckin' course! I mean who automatically thinks they're fuckin' wrong all the time? Certainly not me. Just some times....ya know....shit happens....and you wonder....and wonder...
Well, fuck that! :)
And ya know, it's not really a matter of right or wrong. It's more along the lines of: "why couldn't I figure that shit out myself???" Well, sometimes, you just need a good friend there to tell you what the fuck is up. Then you see things in a different light, and you're like: "OOOHHH YEEAHHH!!"
First bit of clarity is about the nature of our crew:
It's like survival of the fittest. Although, it's a shame that it's gotta be like that if you ask me. But...the nature of the beast is what it is, and we just have to live with it.
Second bit of clarity is about the nature of my boys:
Be honest now, we're guys, we do fucked up stuff. All I ask is for everyone to be real, be honest, be straight with one another. Cuz that's all I've ever been to you. And if anyone ever tells you different, they're full of shit! If you think I haven't, come to me and let me know. I'll be more than willing to set things straight.
The last bit of clarity is with the ladies: Guys, why do we let them get to us?!?!? FUCK! I'm not passing blame here either, I'm as guilty in this regard as anyone else. But wtf?!? If one female is enough to make friends talk shit about their friends...well...they're getting to us. And that is bull shit. (That or they're just not true friends) But again....it's the nature of the beast. (Fuckin' beast!) Girls are gunna do what they do. And it's gunna drive us insane. But could we really live without it? It's painfully obvious that we can't. I mean we keep trying don't we?? Just makes me wonder sometimes if some guys these days have ever heard the of the phrase: "Bros before hoes"
*sigh*
I'm tired as fuck. And I've just about rambled my ass off enough here so...
Make of it what you will. I'm going to pass out.
But, not before leaving you the song I heard that helped inspire this entry's title and theme.
"Clarity" by John Mayer
I worry
I weigh three times my body
I worry
I throw my fear around
But this morning
There's a calm I can't explain
The rock candy's melted, only diamonds now remain
By the time I recognize this moment
This moment will be gone
But I will bend the light pretending
That it somehow lingered on
And I will wait to find
If this will last forever
And I will wait to find
If this will last forever
And I will pay no mind
Well it won't and it won't because it can't
It just can't
(It's not supposed to)
Was there a second of time I looked around?
Did I sail through or drop my anchor down?
Was anything enough to kiss the ground
And say I'm here now?
And she is here now
So much wasted in the afternoon
So much sacred in the month of June
How bout you?
And I will wait to find
If this will last forever
And I will wait to find
That it won't and it won't and it won't
And I will pay no mind
Worried bout no rainy weather
And I will waste no time
Remaining in our lives together
So yeah...this entry's word is "Clarity".
It's something I got a dose of tonight, from an unlikely source. My friend Jessie and I had a pretty long chat on the ride home, and on her patio. Now, I say unlikely, because one could attribute our chat to the fact that she was drunk, and I was a tiny bit buzzed. But, fuck that, because this is one smart bia! I'm tellin' you, almost every fact or scenario I tried to tell her she didn't understand, she freakin' understood. Not only that, she was takin' what I said, switchin' it around, and tossin' it back at me...and I was like: "DAMNIT! You're right again." I just hate it when I'm wrong. (Which is funny because she says I'm not wrong). Confuse me some more damnit! LMAO! :P
I'm sure you're reading this going: "What the fuck is he talking about?"
Here's what: She made me realize that I've been worrying about stupid shit, and that I should know better. And she's fuckin' right. I just tend to over-think things sometimes, and it puts my mind into this like, rut, where I keep going over shit again and again trying to figure out what went wrong. She says: "You ever think it wasn't YOU who was wrong???" Well yeah, of fuckin' course! I mean who automatically thinks they're fuckin' wrong all the time? Certainly not me. Just some times....ya know....shit happens....and you wonder....and wonder...
Well, fuck that! :)
And ya know, it's not really a matter of right or wrong. It's more along the lines of: "why couldn't I figure that shit out myself???" Well, sometimes, you just need a good friend there to tell you what the fuck is up. Then you see things in a different light, and you're like: "OOOHHH YEEAHHH!!"
First bit of clarity is about the nature of our crew:
It's like survival of the fittest. Although, it's a shame that it's gotta be like that if you ask me. But...the nature of the beast is what it is, and we just have to live with it.
Second bit of clarity is about the nature of my boys:
Be honest now, we're guys, we do fucked up stuff. All I ask is for everyone to be real, be honest, be straight with one another. Cuz that's all I've ever been to you. And if anyone ever tells you different, they're full of shit! If you think I haven't, come to me and let me know. I'll be more than willing to set things straight.
The last bit of clarity is with the ladies: Guys, why do we let them get to us?!?!? FUCK! I'm not passing blame here either, I'm as guilty in this regard as anyone else. But wtf?!? If one female is enough to make friends talk shit about their friends...well...they're getting to us. And that is bull shit. (That or they're just not true friends) But again....it's the nature of the beast. (Fuckin' beast!) Girls are gunna do what they do. And it's gunna drive us insane. But could we really live without it? It's painfully obvious that we can't. I mean we keep trying don't we?? Just makes me wonder sometimes if some guys these days have ever heard the of the phrase: "Bros before hoes"
*sigh*
I'm tired as fuck. And I've just about rambled my ass off enough here so...
Make of it what you will. I'm going to pass out.
But, not before leaving you the song I heard that helped inspire this entry's title and theme.
"Clarity" by John Mayer
I worry
I weigh three times my body
I worry
I throw my fear around
But this morning
There's a calm I can't explain
The rock candy's melted, only diamonds now remain
By the time I recognize this moment
This moment will be gone
But I will bend the light pretending
That it somehow lingered on
And I will wait to find
If this will last forever
And I will wait to find
If this will last forever
And I will pay no mind
Well it won't and it won't because it can't
It just can't
(It's not supposed to)
Was there a second of time I looked around?
Did I sail through or drop my anchor down?
Was anything enough to kiss the ground
And say I'm here now?
And she is here now
So much wasted in the afternoon
So much sacred in the month of June
How bout you?
And I will wait to find
If this will last forever
And I will wait to find
That it won't and it won't and it won't
And I will pay no mind
Worried bout no rainy weather
And I will waste no time
Remaining in our lives together