Honesty
The following things are true:
-I am posting this because my thoughts no longer have a voice
-I do not want to look you in the eyes if I don't know you
-I do not want to look anybody in the eyes on a bus
-Nobody likes busses
-Music is an addiction and I don't care how cliche that is
-My pet computer is suffering because of my addiction
-Sober makes me feel really fucked up
-I am not hitting on you. Probably ever.
-I miss pencil crayons
-Because it's MINE!!!
-We have hit the illustrious holy land of culture, fashion, and art. Everything is fluid and similar, full of cross-contamination (not pollination) and all that was once concrete is all one big sidewalk.
-And it SUCKS!!!
-Laughing is a sure-fire way to be liked and dismissed instantaneously
-I don't know who I am anymore. This comes in relation with the fluidity of culture. I have become a hybrid of all previous Kevins. Right in time to realize that this train of thinking doesn't take well to a lucky penny on the rails.
-My first reaction was to write this like the only way I type anything anymore - like a lecture note
-Not for studying
-Males are obsessed with sex. This is to be forgiven. A lack of conversation thereof is not.
-Women are obsessed with men being obsessed with sex.
-I am not hitting on you. Did I say this already?
-Words of the years because I feel like it:
TABTABTABTAB2006 - sketchy
TABTABTABTAB2007 - next
TABTABTABTAB2008 - wack
-I don't care that plastic Nalgenes can give you chemicals. It's enough that I quit drinking bottled water to have to sit beside someone who first wants to know the lucky number of my plastic and follows up with telling me about metal Nalgenes
-Nalgene is a stupid word
-I am socially awkward. How does that make YOU feel?
-The animals with the best facial expressions are always 3 letter words
-Pencil cases used to fall on the floor and break everywhere. This is extinct hilarity.
-Gum is sketchy, next, and fucking wack.
-Who even has bad breath anymore?
-Questions can still be truth, provided that they be rhetorical. And I'll be damned if I want any questions that I don't finish on a high note to be answered
-Chasing buzzes. Chasing buzzes. Chasing buzzes. Now stop and think about what you do.
-It seems worth investigating the relationship between the rise of soundtracks and headphones.
-I didn't curse once this time
-And I will never change until I feel like it or until I just do. Cool?
-This is a work in 3 parts.
-I am posting this because my thoughts no longer have a voice
-I do not want to look you in the eyes if I don't know you
-I do not want to look anybody in the eyes on a bus
-Nobody likes busses
-Music is an addiction and I don't care how cliche that is
-My pet computer is suffering because of my addiction
-Sober makes me feel really fucked up
-I am not hitting on you. Probably ever.
-I miss pencil crayons
-Because it's MINE!!!
-We have hit the illustrious holy land of culture, fashion, and art. Everything is fluid and similar, full of cross-contamination (not pollination) and all that was once concrete is all one big sidewalk.
-And it SUCKS!!!
-Laughing is a sure-fire way to be liked and dismissed instantaneously
-I don't know who I am anymore. This comes in relation with the fluidity of culture. I have become a hybrid of all previous Kevins. Right in time to realize that this train of thinking doesn't take well to a lucky penny on the rails.
-My first reaction was to write this like the only way I type anything anymore - like a lecture note
-Not for studying
-Males are obsessed with sex. This is to be forgiven. A lack of conversation thereof is not.
-Women are obsessed with men being obsessed with sex.
-I am not hitting on you. Did I say this already?
-Words of the years because I feel like it:
TABTABTABTAB2006 - sketchy
TABTABTABTAB2007 - next
TABTABTABTAB2008 - wack
-I don't care that plastic Nalgenes can give you chemicals. It's enough that I quit drinking bottled water to have to sit beside someone who first wants to know the lucky number of my plastic and follows up with telling me about metal Nalgenes
-Nalgene is a stupid word
-I am socially awkward. How does that make YOU feel?
-The animals with the best facial expressions are always 3 letter words
-Pencil cases used to fall on the floor and break everywhere. This is extinct hilarity.
-Gum is sketchy, next, and fucking wack.
-Who even has bad breath anymore?
-Questions can still be truth, provided that they be rhetorical. And I'll be damned if I want any questions that I don't finish on a high note to be answered
-Chasing buzzes. Chasing buzzes. Chasing buzzes. Now stop and think about what you do.
-It seems worth investigating the relationship between the rise of soundtracks and headphones.
-I didn't curse once this time
-And I will never change until I feel like it or until I just do. Cool?
-This is a work in 3 parts.