NO ONE is ever truly honest.
I'm sick of this.
I want to fucking hash it all out. Fucking social politics. Fucking sides.
Bullshit.
C'mon. Out with it.
Be honest, to yourself for once.
Oh yes, I am guilty. I am guilty right now. I'm being vague so none of you REALLY know who I am talking about. Maybe it's not just one person even. Right now, you're probably thinking it's you...if you're what...about 5 different people that it really could be. If you're not, be fucking thankful.
I just wanted to be a good friend. I just wanted good friends. I have been deceived.
Do not speak to me of "love". You have no idea.
You could be such a good person...you just choose not to.
Oh Livejournal, you're getting a workout today.
I'm sick of this.
I want to fucking hash it all out. Fucking social politics. Fucking sides.
Bullshit.
C'mon. Out with it.
Be honest, to yourself for once.
Oh yes, I am guilty. I am guilty right now. I'm being vague so none of you REALLY know who I am talking about. Maybe it's not just one person even. Right now, you're probably thinking it's you...if you're what...about 5 different people that it really could be. If you're not, be fucking thankful.
I just wanted to be a good friend. I just wanted good friends. I have been deceived.
Do not speak to me of "love". You have no idea.
You could be such a good person...you just choose not to.
Oh Livejournal, you're getting a workout today.
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Date: 2002-06-13 10:47 pm (UTC)you know the classmates.com thing? well, about 6 months ago i was listening to "the hook" by stephen malkmus, and thinking about paying money to have all those lame assholes see how i am today. and i thought, fuck it, my real life is very boring, so i will make something up. but i will do it slowly. since i too am obsessed with pirates (what is it about them?), i decided i woud start off with a post about how i am doing, but mention that i lost one of my legs in a car crash. i'm fine with my new wooden prostetic!, and all that. then, i would start sailing as a hobby, but lose an eye in a sailing accident, and have to wear a patch. that's ok, because i started raising birds, and they make me so happy. then i would lose my hand in another accident(again, i would have a nifty prostetic), but would get really into sailing, and move to the carribean. i would do this over a year or so, and no one would get it until the end, when i would just post: "rrrrrrr".
my friend sarah wanted to be a newest pop sensation in namibia, and have songs like " nghoc (tongue click) fnahf, click, click,,,"
sometimes, fuck honesty. did you listen to NPR today? they had a story about how people a lot more than they think, all the time. at least it's confirmed.
i love you, blu. keep posting because you have a lot to say.
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Date: 2002-06-14 01:26 am (UTC)I know. No one CAN be truly honest is more what I should have said. I am absolutely no exception. Tout yourself as an honest person, but you have a carefully thought out face-to-show-the-world...that's me...and a few others.
Some people just need to start being more honest with themselves and start being fucking considerate.
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Date: 2002-06-14 01:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-06-14 01:28 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-06-14 01:45 pm (UTC)good luck with the teeth. just remember to eat soft food, and comfort yourself. and relax! i regret working at 5 the next morning after i got mine out because i forgot to ask for it off.
if you need anything, call me.