June 13th, 2010
“You know that good girl that you somehow managed to get, the one that’s always there for you, that you trust with your everything, that puts up with your bullshit, that you walk all over because you know she will always forgive you, the one you know will always take you back... because she doesn’t care about who you are, your looks or your money... because she actually loves your sorry ass and will never ever leave you? Yea... Her. She is going to ruin your life. She is not going to take half of everything you got, she is going to take everything there is to take.... and you’ll probably cry over her for the rest of your life. Just trust me on that one.“
–Me (08.10.09)
Maybe I was a bit emotional when I said that 10 months ago... but only because it was my third time delivering a message that had been twice ignored. Today, divorce papers in hand, I’m betting he wishes he responded differently. read more »
Blondness [thoughts], Men + Women |
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December 20th, 2008
Maybe there is no master plan.
Maybe we are just ants in a really giant anthill.
Scurrying about, trying to find our way.
Maybe believing in something greater is a way to justify our fuck ups.
And our tendencies to think with our hearts rather than our heads...
And to make decisions with our heads and not our hearts.
Maybe there is absolutely nothing at the end of the tunnel.
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May 9th, 2008
This is probably the best thing I’ve found on MySpace in the however-many years I’ve been on there. This is from a recent speech by Bill Gates at Mt. Whitney High School in Visalia, California about the 11 things students will not learn in school. He talked about how feel-good, politically correct teachings created a generation of kids with no concept of reality and how this concept set them up for failure in the real world... maybe he did say this, maybe he didn’t... love him, hate him, he sure does hit the nail on the head though. Here’s some advice... read more »
[the web], education |
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