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| ManI need to learn to have fun
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| I've stopped doing much of anything for fear of a lack of relevance; in my writing, I feel I have nothing of importance to say, in music I worry that I'm bland and flavorless, and in whatever the hell it is I do that is onsidered art I think I come off as twee, crude, and without value. Shrug.
School's done, only strangers read this when they inadvertantly come across it, which is sort of creepy to me anymore.
I have two good reasons now.
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| What is one thing you find yourself doing that you promised yourself you never would?Pretty much everything that I do. Going back to school and adopting misanthropic ideas, mostly
"While misanthropes express a general dislike for humanity on the whole,
they generally have normal relationships with specific individuals.
Misanthropy may be motivated by feelings of isolation or social alienation, or simply contempt for the prevailing characteristics of humanity." | | |
| Something to ponderI think I know why all these lady teachers keep getting caught banging their high shool students. It's cuz there really isn't a defined look for female pedophiles. Everyone knows what a dude who likes little children looks like. I don't even have to explain, and won't. But we don't have a stereotypical feminine approach to this label as well, which, for a lot of men, makes this feel like a sexual stereotype when really it's just pretty fucking unfortunate all around. If you've seen Juno, Jennifer Garner's character really gave me the creeps, especially at the mall when she was playing with her friend's child. So, maybe a female pedo can be distinguished by her actions and general conduct. But that's not enough! I call for a culture-wide meeting to discuss and then implement harsher female childfucker physical stereotypes (other than "He banged his teacher? Nice"). Meeting at my place at 8 Sunday evening. Collio.
On unrelated notes, this coming Sun - Tues will be like party after party after party. First 4/20, then it's the planet's birthday, then Tony turns 21! In that order! Hooray!
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| Making music with my friends often ends in a climax such as this
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