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| User: | deadlymist (698746) lift me up. shake me up.
sex me up. |
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| Location: | United States | |
| Birthdate: | 1986-07-12 | |
| Bio: | So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be. -Stephen Chbosky, the perks of being a wallflower it doesn't matter stripes or not, i'd eat that out -Anonymous commenter, on me buahaha The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware. -Henry Miller Why do we argue? Life's so fragile, a successful virus clinging to a speck of mud, suspended in endless nothing. -Alan Moore, Watchmen Unless of course, there's no such thing as chance, in which case, we should either - optimistically - get up and cheer, because if everything is planned in advance, then we all have a meaning, and are spared the terror of knowing ourselves to be random, without a why; or else, of course, we might - as pessimists - give up right here and now, understanding the futility of thought decision action, since nothing we think makes any difference anyway; things will be as they will. Where, then, is optimism? In fate or in chaos? -Salman Rushdie, Midnight's Children There are times, however, and this is one of them, when even being right feels wrong. What do you say, for instance, about a generation that has been taught that rain is poison and sex is death? If making love might be fatal and if a cool spring breeze on any summer afternoon can turn a crystal blue lake into a puddle of black poison right in front of your eyes, there is not much left except TV and relentless masturbation. It's a strange world. Some people get rich and others eat shit and die. Who knows? If there is in fact, a heaven and a hell, all we know for sure is that hell will be a visciously overcrowded version of Phoenix— a clean well lighted place full of sunshine and bromides and fast cars where almost everybody seems vaguely happy, except those who know in their hearts what is missing... And being driven slowly and quietly into the kind of terminal craziness that comes with finally understanding that the one thing you want is not there. Missing. Back-ordered. No tengo. Vaya con dios. Grow up! Small is better. Take what you can get.... Maybe there is no heaven. Or maybe this is pure gibberish- a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate who has found out a way to live out there where the real winds blow- to sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky, and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested.... Res ipsa loquitor. Let the good times roll. -Hunter S. Thompson We must love life more than the meaning of it. -Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov  Remember to always be yourself. Unless you suck. -Joss Whedon | |
| Memories:: | 45 entries | |
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| Account type: | Basic Account | |
