as of late i am finding it hard to find romance without being in a band that regularly plays out. its funny how holding a piece of wood with either 4 or 6 strings (depending on how saucy i was feeling) transformed me from a fat dishwasher who still enjoys a good ol' game of dungeons and dragons into fucking bon jovi or smokey robinson or someone of the like.
thru the practices of half assed meditation i've learned alot about myself. i feel that 80-90% of myself has had it up to here (for those of you who are reading this and cant see how high i am holding my hand, you can bet 5 shiny rubels that im holding it high) with the mediocre companionship of the retarded humanlings that inhabit my part of the globe. then the reming 10-20% still has the innocent look on life and love the simple things like rainy days and when falco comes on the radio. i think most of the time the inner battle in my mind pans out to the mathmatic odds of the larger percentage of my dark sith side winning and ruining everything. yet alas even when the mathmatical underdog wins its only for a fortnight or so and eventually just makes everything worse when it crumbles like an american made computer. i know i know im making this journal entry into a lifetime movie but i just wanted to fill in you the reader to the dissadvantage i have in attempting to socialize and interact with the melting pot of humanity.
for most of my life i've really really tried to find my soulmate and have tried desperatly to hold onto that sleepless in seattles love wins all type of thought, but it seems im the last of the mohicans of love. even on the off chance i run into a girl that seems like a spark of jonie / chatzee affection starts to brew it always ends up in dissapointment and pointless day dreams. maybe i just dont know how to talk to girls.
i'm not really some trendy gothmo who mutters things such as "cruel cruel world" or other such things the witch in wizard of oz said. im just lonley. if anyone has advice to share that will instantly girls love me or make me incredibly rich to where i can just buy girlfriends off of e-bay it will be very much appreciated.
- me
thru the practices of half assed meditation i've learned alot about myself. i feel that 80-90% of myself has had it up to here (for those of you who are reading this and cant see how high i am holding my hand, you can bet 5 shiny rubels that im holding it high) with the mediocre companionship of the retarded humanlings that inhabit my part of the globe. then the reming 10-20% still has the innocent look on life and love the simple things like rainy days and when falco comes on the radio. i think most of the time the inner battle in my mind pans out to the mathmatic odds of the larger percentage of my dark sith side winning and ruining everything. yet alas even when the mathmatical underdog wins its only for a fortnight or so and eventually just makes everything worse when it crumbles like an american made computer. i know i know im making this journal entry into a lifetime movie but i just wanted to fill in you the reader to the dissadvantage i have in attempting to socialize and interact with the melting pot of humanity.
for most of my life i've really really tried to find my soulmate and have tried desperatly to hold onto that sleepless in seattles love wins all type of thought, but it seems im the last of the mohicans of love. even on the off chance i run into a girl that seems like a spark of jonie / chatzee affection starts to brew it always ends up in dissapointment and pointless day dreams. maybe i just dont know how to talk to girls.
i'm not really some trendy gothmo who mutters things such as "cruel cruel world" or other such things the witch in wizard of oz said. im just lonley. if anyone has advice to share that will instantly girls love me or make me incredibly rich to where i can just buy girlfriends off of e-bay it will be very much appreciated.
- me
eyeballkid:
Here's my advice. Go back in time, get a hoard of ex-girlfriends, and come back to the present. Now, when you're lonely, you can call one up and be rejected by them. Ahh, she still loves me. Oh, you have to acquire a deep-seated ego complex that only allows you to hear what you want to first. Now, enjoy!