break me gently
people stink. i don't mean that they suck. i just mean that they smell bad. there should be stink police. if you're guilty... well... then you're dead. you should be out-right killed if you stink. what? am i outta line here? haha... no.. i'm just kidding... ha... ha ha... ha. i love people. really. this *poet* dude that i mentioned yesterday has really begun to piss me off. "i am a poet. for real" uh hunh... there are so many other things inherently wrong with this guy but for some reason this is what's got to me. the pretentiousness. what is that anyways? a line? i know he scams chicks left and right with it. so who am i really mad at? the women for be so typically bamboozled? him for being.. well... him? or me, because i tell the truth and get nowhere with it? when did the truth become people's last resort? a good article to read is the new details profile on john cusak. he's pretty much on the ball as to where i'm coming from. the whole "as long as you *say* you are a muslim, then that's all you need. you don't have to swear off pork. you don't have to go to a mosque." thing is dead on. it's gross. i see this so much in people right now. and the ones that i care for still fall for it. i don't know. i'm frustrated so i'm losing my train of thought... i'm missing people... i miss you. what song is going through my head right now? "free ride" by embrace.