Why are a bunch of 13 year olds driving and partying in the first place?
This is one little planet in one tiny solar system in a galaxy that’s barely out of its diapers. I’m old, Dean. Very old. So I invite you to contemplate how insignificant I find you.
Rebecca Black properly demonstrates the traumatizing moments in my life. I understand her heartfelt struggle in choice of seating arrangement and the deep inner need for fun-fun-fun-fun-fun.
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"Nothing is permanent in this wicked world - not even our troubles." ~ Charles Chaplin
I don't know guys, but I'm pretty sure yesterday was thursday, and that tomorrow is saturday... sunday comes after that, right?
Suppose for a moment that the heart has two heads, that the heart has been chained and dunked in a glass booth filled with river water. The heart is monologuing about hesitation and fulfillment while behind the red brocade the heart is drowning. - R.S
"The mark of your ignorance is the depth of your belief in injustice and tragedy. What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls the butterfly." ~ Richard Bach
I am nothing but a mouthful of 'sorry's, half-hearted apologies that roll of my tongue, smoothquick, like 'r's or maybe like pocket candy that's just a bit too sweet.
They see me mowin' my front lawn, I know that they think I'm too white 'n' nerdy.
I am nothing but a mouthful of 'sorry's, half-hearted apologies that roll of my tongue, smoothquick, like 'r's or maybe like pocket candy that's just a bit too sweet.
Russets and tangerine shades of old gold flushing the very outside edge of the senses ... deep shining ochres, burnt umber and parchments of baked earth—reflecting on itself and through itself, filtering the light. — Guildenstern (Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead by Tom Stoppard)
