So.
this really interesting boy from Illinois added me on myspace. i decided to look at his blog and i read something that definitely caught my attention.
"at least there was some fucking honesty in a 6th grade hook up! sure it was awkward and painful but we had some balls. we all had the same hormones and if you wanted to make out you still did. you waited for somone;s bday party or whatever and you waited for spin the bottle after endless aim conversation after conversation. there was no 30 case to take your worries out on then disguise your guilt afterwards on. thats what we do. we take the alcohol and build it up as an enabler then scold our partner and the alcohol as being irresponsible, pushy, too easygoing whatever. much unlike the very direct results of making out with someone in 6th grade we became more cowardly and need purple drank to lubricate the gears of attraction. it's so much more complicated; we're all attracted to like 5 people. go make out with them and stop drinking. you want to. they want to. i think we've gotten to the point where sometimes a hook up doesn't happen NOT because the people aren't totally into each other but because of the hump of awkwardness that you have to get over in order to hook up. no need for awkwardness, just love. fucking do it already. oh you got turned down? so what. you're no more action-less then you were 5 minutes before you asked or made a move on this person. and if youre bummed on some opprtunity lost shit then guess what.. it was never going to happen. you just spared yourself the time of running your a-game pointlessly all night by making a move. go do it. it's not hard. try kissing someone. kiss a crush. it'll be great if they kiss back. you're old enough, no one has cooties after puberty anyway. now go have fun! think of it. what if you were walking down the street and you saw some total hottie and you both made "tiger eyes" at one another as you walked past. then you run after the total hottie and just start making out. a total hot stranger and you're lip locked to the fullest. wouldn't that rule? i was at a dashboard confessional concert a while back and a girl ran up to me, jumped and wrapped her legs around me as i caught her and kissed me. best time ever. everyone in the world should give at least one person the happiness of having this happen to them."
http://bradtroemel.blogspot.com/
man. MAN. ... man.
seriously now.
man.
"at least there was some fucking honesty in a 6th grade hook up! sure it was awkward and painful but we had some balls. we all had the same hormones and if you wanted to make out you still did. you waited for somone;s bday party or whatever and you waited for spin the bottle after endless aim conversation after conversation. there was no 30 case to take your worries out on then disguise your guilt afterwards on. thats what we do. we take the alcohol and build it up as an enabler then scold our partner and the alcohol as being irresponsible, pushy, too easygoing whatever. much unlike the very direct results of making out with someone in 6th grade we became more cowardly and need purple drank to lubricate the gears of attraction. it's so much more complicated; we're all attracted to like 5 people. go make out with them and stop drinking. you want to. they want to. i think we've gotten to the point where sometimes a hook up doesn't happen NOT because the people aren't totally into each other but because of the hump of awkwardness that you have to get over in order to hook up. no need for awkwardness, just love. fucking do it already. oh you got turned down? so what. you're no more action-less then you were 5 minutes before you asked or made a move on this person. and if youre bummed on some opprtunity lost shit then guess what.. it was never going to happen. you just spared yourself the time of running your a-game pointlessly all night by making a move. go do it. it's not hard. try kissing someone. kiss a crush. it'll be great if they kiss back. you're old enough, no one has cooties after puberty anyway. now go have fun! think of it. what if you were walking down the street and you saw some total hottie and you both made "tiger eyes" at one another as you walked past. then you run after the total hottie and just start making out. a total hot stranger and you're lip locked to the fullest. wouldn't that rule? i was at a dashboard confessional concert a while back and a girl ran up to me, jumped and wrapped her legs around me as i caught her and kissed me. best time ever. everyone in the world should give at least one person the happiness of having this happen to them."
http://bradtroemel.blogspot.com/
man. MAN. ... man.
seriously now.
man.