greatness is relative
i say let me never be complete.
i say let me never be content.
i say deliver me from swedish furniture.
i say deliver me from nice hair and perfect teeth.
i say evolve, and let the chips fall where they may.
i think im different. i know we're all different, but i think im really different. and no im not some "oooo... im so punk that i dont conform to society" or "aaaah... im so gothiiiic that im society cannot handle my infinite darkness" im more like that guy sitting at a table alone in the corner that doesnt know what to say to anybody or whether or not i want to talk to anybody at all. i think im feeling contemplative which according to this journal mood thing means im either father time, santa clause, or socrates. but how many 18 year old guys have korn as their favorite band but like the beetles. hate to read but are trying to read a 600 page book on the psyche of the modern man. hate to be alone but love to at the same time. tis confusing. im probably more like everyone else really. i am not a beautiful and unique snowflake. i guess im more just blinding myself of how normal i really am. damn you, teenage confusion!
i say let me never be content.
i say deliver me from swedish furniture.
i say deliver me from nice hair and perfect teeth.
i say evolve, and let the chips fall where they may.
i think im different. i know we're all different, but i think im really different. and no im not some "oooo... im so punk that i dont conform to society" or "aaaah... im so gothiiiic that im society cannot handle my infinite darkness" im more like that guy sitting at a table alone in the corner that doesnt know what to say to anybody or whether or not i want to talk to anybody at all. i think im feeling contemplative which according to this journal mood thing means im either father time, santa clause, or socrates. but how many 18 year old guys have korn as their favorite band but like the beetles. hate to read but are trying to read a 600 page book on the psyche of the modern man. hate to be alone but love to at the same time. tis confusing. im probably more like everyone else really. i am not a beautiful and unique snowflake. i guess im more just blinding myself of how normal i really am. damn you, teenage confusion!