do androids dream of electric sheep?
-My Opinon here-
Right now i really just feel like writing. I looked briefly through my old journals we used to have to write everyday in gradeschool. I would like ot reflect on those, im sure theres some interesting topics which i simply replied to so i could talk to everyone who was still writing. That probably could have been helpful, but thats over. I like to just sit and bullshit. And thats what this in going to turn out to be. So, move on with your day, or slap yourself in the face for being bored enough to read this.
I wish i had a thinking spot. You know in winnie the pooh, how they have that hill; Overlooking the very familiar landscape as the sun goes down; thats what i need. Someplace without cars passing by. Some area i can go and be alone. Solitude is a great thing sometimes. I dont know, maybe im not looking hard enough, or maybe im looking too hard. Maybe ill be looking forever. If i spend my life looking, what will happen when i die. Will i feel accomplished, or will i feel like a failure. I think the meaning of life is overrated.
There is no meaning to life. there ya go. searching for it never seems to get anywhere anyway. When you think about things, the only thing you can do is form new thoughts and confirm the ones you already believed. You can never really prove or learn anything by yourself. This journal, i believe, will be my thinking spot. As i sit here and bullshit, maybe i should realize that i am accomplishing the same things i would here, if i had a thinking spot. But winnie the pooh looks so fucking comfortable.
I dont know, i think im more of an Eyore person. Not in the depressed way, fuck it, i dont know really, maybe i dont have to be a character. Maybe im every character. Could be like a horoscope, where it tells you things that many teenagers encounter everyday, and even if you dont, when it tells you did, you convince yourself it did happen....well it has to be true, its a horoscope. yep.
Im sure your tired of reading. Well fuck you. no im kidding, but yeah you should be tired of reading all these random incoherrent thoughts. They are all opinions. Opinion of the day, which change like the weather. My opinions are so feeble, they always seem to contradict one another, and then i run myself in a circle. Why? dont know, maybe i REALLY need to get off probation. maybe i need a thinking spot, so i can drop a few and roll down, my little hill that belongs to me. and when i get to the bottom i can look up. As the clouds fight and swirl, i get dizzy and look back down and there i am. back on the top of the hill. i never rolled down, and i never saw fighitng clouds. or did i?crazy acid. Have a nice day.
-Your opinion here-
Right now i really just feel like writing. I looked briefly through my old journals we used to have to write everyday in gradeschool. I would like ot reflect on those, im sure theres some interesting topics which i simply replied to so i could talk to everyone who was still writing. That probably could have been helpful, but thats over. I like to just sit and bullshit. And thats what this in going to turn out to be. So, move on with your day, or slap yourself in the face for being bored enough to read this.
I wish i had a thinking spot. You know in winnie the pooh, how they have that hill; Overlooking the very familiar landscape as the sun goes down; thats what i need. Someplace without cars passing by. Some area i can go and be alone. Solitude is a great thing sometimes. I dont know, maybe im not looking hard enough, or maybe im looking too hard. Maybe ill be looking forever. If i spend my life looking, what will happen when i die. Will i feel accomplished, or will i feel like a failure. I think the meaning of life is overrated.
There is no meaning to life. there ya go. searching for it never seems to get anywhere anyway. When you think about things, the only thing you can do is form new thoughts and confirm the ones you already believed. You can never really prove or learn anything by yourself. This journal, i believe, will be my thinking spot. As i sit here and bullshit, maybe i should realize that i am accomplishing the same things i would here, if i had a thinking spot. But winnie the pooh looks so fucking comfortable.
I dont know, i think im more of an Eyore person. Not in the depressed way, fuck it, i dont know really, maybe i dont have to be a character. Maybe im every character. Could be like a horoscope, where it tells you things that many teenagers encounter everyday, and even if you dont, when it tells you did, you convince yourself it did happen....well it has to be true, its a horoscope. yep.
Im sure your tired of reading. Well fuck you. no im kidding, but yeah you should be tired of reading all these random incoherrent thoughts. They are all opinions. Opinion of the day, which change like the weather. My opinions are so feeble, they always seem to contradict one another, and then i run myself in a circle. Why? dont know, maybe i REALLY need to get off probation. maybe i need a thinking spot, so i can drop a few and roll down, my little hill that belongs to me. and when i get to the bottom i can look up. As the clouds fight and swirl, i get dizzy and look back down and there i am. back on the top of the hill. i never rolled down, and i never saw fighitng clouds. or did i?crazy acid. Have a nice day.
-Your opinion here-