January 2011
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Nothing really to say for today, other than for the next few days/weeks I’m going to be toning down the general voice of the blog. No more rants/venting - just average blog posts.
No one knows how to live anymore
I’m in love alright I-I-I’m with my crazy beautiful life With the parties, the disasters With my friends all pretty and plastered
Ke$ha. You’re an idiot.
But don’t feel bad, so are a lot of other people.
To be honest, this is something I’m hesitant to talk about, because I know no one is going to really understand. And then I realized I. Don’t. Give. A. Shit.
I...
Our Own Fucking Generation
We might as well burn the books.
It’s not like anyone reads them anyway.
I feel like people forget that great books and great art and music sparked the most creative and brilliant minds in history. But that doesn’t matter anymore, because apparently it’s better to be stupid, ignorant and wasted.
What the fuck is happening.
“They all say the same things and nobody says anything different from anyone...”
– Ray Bradbury
Sporadic.
I’ve come to terms with the fact that I will never be able to blog every day. I don’t always want to, I don’t always remember, and it’s just not a big priority for me. Blogging is helpful when I’ve got writers block, because I don’t have to give a shit about what I’m saying. It doesn’t matter to anyone but me.
But see, I don’t have writers...