Thursday, September 3, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Soo much
FIrst off, I've been wanting to get extremely personal on this blog. and when I say extremely; I mean EXTREMEly.
i.e: "shitting in an already clogged toilet is not a very educated thing to do."
But I hold everything in, so that when I am talking to actual people, there's something left to divulge, expose and share.
We got so obsessed with making online personas to expose ourselves somewhere along the way, that we forgot those exposures of your true self... those things are supposed to be earned. Not just given away to anyone with an internet connection. Those little moments of extreme honesty hold your true worth, so I'm scarce to reveal them here.
What I was going to do was make another blog. Just for simple ramblings I'd like to explain in MORE THAN 140 Characters. One I wouldn't link to here due to old lurkers whom get very angry when I admit I'm human. Also (btw) actual web stalkers DO exist. and they are scaryyyy.
But fuck it, like I've said many times before... This here is for ME.
So yes, yes I will tell you that I hate children... this includes some of my close friends.
Yes, yes I will tell you that in spite of my current attempt at quitting THC, I feel the need to do it more often than never.
Yes, yes I will tell you that simple things like Twitter have ruined personal contact.
Yes, yes I will tell you that I don't give a fuck about your "cold shoulder," unless you say it directly... Passive Aggressiveness only confuses everyone and you should grow some balls.
Yes, yes I will say no to taking a picture for your "culture recording" photog blog.
Yes, yes I will NOT Dubb on that cool guy/dj at the party.
Yes, yes showing your boobs does make you easy.
Yes, yes I am up at 4:36 w/ no plans of sleeping because I have issues. You do too.
Yes, yes these issues sometimes include men, money and love.
Yes, yes I will tell you to please stop shaving your hair off women. It's enslaving not liberating at this point.
Yes, yes I don't care where you bought that vintage dress or what current photo "captures your essence." Have something I can read, maybe something thought provoking?
Something I can touch, feel and hear?
-A