Stevie Wonder - My Cherie Amour
*I really wish Blogspot would work on some audio kind of thing to go along with our blog posts.
Where are all the people? Where are the people out here trying to change the world, starting revolutions, advocating world peace, fighting the corrupt, making differences that are big and small? Why am I surrounded by all the vapid, pretentious fucks who converse about nothing but the fucking rocks on the floor? I'm fucking tired of having to converse about subjects that I don't seem to fucking care about anymore- and I'll ask this again: Where are you world-changers? Where the fuck are you guys in my life?
One of my closer friends suddenly asked me a couple of days ago, why I was being so "bitter" about my life lately. And I didn't really know what to say- I mean, what's so fucking sweet about it? The last few conversations I seemed to have with my so-called friends consisted of what a fucking drunken weekend it was, who fucked who, how lame that group looked, and just how much awesome they soaked up from their reflection in the mirror.
But, hey, maybe it's just me. Maybe I'm just being a bit neurotic and only focusing on the bad of everything. Because I'll admit that I've not been that great of a company to be with and maybe that's the reason why I seem to be losing the small amount of friends I used to have. Honestly, though, I can't seem to give fucks to basic bitches and I'm sorry to realize that I've surrounded myself with so many of them.
Don't get me wrong, though. If anybody's got a "bitter" outlook on life and hate people as much as I do, I'm pretty sure we'd get along just fine. I may have some biting comments and a few rude, sarcastic remarks, but I don't necessarily bite.
Which brings me to my next order of thought- I can't seem to think of the five most prominent figures in my life. When I think of the people who have shaped me into who I am today (besides my family) and the people who own most of my thought process, I can only seem to pinpoint the people of my past. Some who won't even list me as a prominent figure. And I don't think this is a good thing- always missing people in retrospect. How much of my life is actually lived through the present?
And I'll ask this again, why can't I seem to be involved with people who will take more than just my time?
What you seek is seeking you.
-The Universe
-The Universe
A person of my past gifted this movie to me; Why does it seem like I always let go of the people who know me best?
I don't fucking know, man. I JUST MISS KOREA.
More and more I found myself at a loss for words and didn’t want to hear other people talking either. Their conversations seemed false and empty. I preferred to look at the sea, which said nothing and never made you feel alone.
-Paula McLain
Probably.
I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.
*But listen, if I ever state that I'm in love- brush that off and don't take that too seriously. I am just so fucking sick of the mundane that I like to invest my time into an idea of a person. I'm pretty sure all I really need is a new friend.
