Apr 29, 2009 23:34
This one is separate from the other, 'cause it's not as cheerful, and I hate downers.
So, there I am, working lights, and I'm reading my script, waiting for my cue, when I read the lyrics of a song (this is a musical).
Here's the line, as to eschew confusion:
"Do I love you because you're beautiful,
Or are you beautiful,
Because I love you?"
Sounds pretty, yeh?
Not so much. Look at it for a sec. Analyse it. It's subtly hinting the girl's ugly, and he likes her anyways. This is not the sort of thing I'd say to a lover. I can understand, people you like tend to seem prettier than people you don't, however, the way it's put here is sort of skin-deep.
You're only wonderful because I want you (Do I want you because you're wonderful/Or are you wonderful because I want you?).
A lot of relationships are skin-deep these days. It kinda makes me sick. And yes, I know, I am a culprit of this. A lot. But really, when you only get together to make out/fuck, then is it really worth it? I wouldn't say so. I think people need to do two things- fuck less and get less taboo about fucking. Sure, sex is fun- sex is great. Let me tell you. Anywho, it's not everything. It gets to the point where, no matter what the two (or more, if you're into that sort of thing) of you get up to, it starts getting a little boring. And then you start feeling like you're screwing 'cause of obligation. Then you start hating it. While I am not advocating abstinence, far from it, I think people -should- have sex. I just think you and your significant other should do other things- if more than 50% of your time together is sex, then you need to really slow the fuck down- if you can't hang out and just talk and goof off and shit, maybe you should reconsider your relationship. I.e., if you can't sit through a full movie without ignoring the film and feeling each other up, a talk needs to be had.
Okay, kind of new topic. There's this woman banging on my front door right now, 'cause her son's run away here and hasn't been home in two days- she just noticed. Their fight started like this:
"Son, do you respect me?"
"Most of the time."
Disregard it's midnight, disregard the neighbourhood is trying to sleep. She's pounding on my door screaming "I'm not leaving!"
What on Earth are the neighbours going to think of us?!
And I just recieved word from upstairs via AIM that she called the cops.
This is pathetic. This is a ghetto scene.
What's really pathetic, is she doesn't care for her son's well-being. She only wants him back because he does all the housework. If he's not there, she won't be able to lived unemployed anymore. She'll have to actually leave her house. She doesn't care she tortures him, she doesn't care she ruins his life, she only cares that what she wants gets done. And when he's old enough to leave the house, his little sister will be old enough to do all the chores. And she'll have fresh meat to break in.
Pathetic.