~Coming soon, to a theater not so near you~
~NOTE~
This is where I plan to keep record of all my philosophical thoughts, opinions on anything, or just ******** random stuff I feel like typing at that current time..
If you don't understand it, don't read it, and certainly don't comment.
If, by chance, you do understand it, well then be free to comment and I'll see if you really do know what you're talking about.
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My nine days are up.
I'm back from my perfect world, back to a place where my family watches the never-fails-to-be-depressing news, back to my own bed, my own pillow, my Harley blanket and to stores where I can buy AriZona tea.
Again, life is good.
I know what the hell I'm going to be eating before I eat it.
I like that feeling.
Its nice.
WOOT.
Is it too much for me to say it?
Life.
Is.
Good.
Its odd for me to be so at peace with the world. I wouldn't say I'm an overly depressed person, though I do have my moments, but really, when you live in America, where so any horrible things happen...
I hate politics, end of story.
And the news.
Like anyone really wants to hear about how twelve or so nameless faces were taken away from the ones they loved and loved them.
I'm a pessimist by nature and theory.
If you expect something not to happen, and it does, then you're in for a pleasant surprise.
But if, as you figured, it doesn't happen...
You're right, and not out a single thing.
Its an odd way of looking at the world, but I like it.
Putting my pen down for now...
Ah, how much I want the b***h to burn. <3.
My life has been hanging in the highest level of hell since I met her, and I do wish I could make hers fall into the deepest pits, though I don't think I would be allowed....
Unless something went wrong between them.
Then I would be right, and would no longer be questioned.
Ever, hopefully.
How despicably mean I can be.
No.
Not almost sane.
Mostly insane
...Entirely insane.
Lies.
WHORES!
Yeah
...
Oh yes...
...I think I'm allowed now.
Just in case you read this.
I really do despise you.
The very air you breathe is tainted with the idiocy and hypocrisy of your mind.
If you died I would be happy.
And I would, too.
And my allow-ed-ness has gone away.
How sad.
"*gasps* Why good sir*, you have your eyes peeled on me. I feel so -- exposed but oo la la. I thank you with the softest of sweet dandelion juices!
Thanks =D
*sir = madame"
=HunterDest (April 9 2009)
...
Because that was just the best thing ever.
...
Oh, and by the way...
This Heart is for You, Dear.
(April 6 2009)^
~Ramen BeSharp,,,
"Idiocy Reigns"
