Showing posts with label musings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label musings. Show all posts

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Ode to the Consumer.

You consumed the whole of it all,
Filled the hole in it all,
with more vacancy than ever before.

You made me worry,
more than I should worry,
You made me angry,
But that won't happen anymore..

I don't want to be old.

I want to live more life than a 100 year old prophet,
and I want to make more money than a 100 year old whitey.

I want to survive through this, with more courage than a soldier,
but it's no matter
how long I survive,
for I have no say
in that matter.




ruffian in chase of the american dream..

sometimes i lie,
sometimes i love.

sometimes i fuck
people over,

... for pride.


Sometimes I shatter
everything that once mattered,

And sometimes I don't even care.


Thursday, March 18, 2010

Can't You Smell That Teen Spirit?!

I find that my generation... is fucked. Royally. If you think that getting a tattoo makes you different, you're wrong. If you think acting offish and indie makes you cool, you're insane. I believe people need to think with some God-given common sense right about now.

And for God's sake, stop dying your hair ridiculous colors!

I know. I probably sound like your mother right now. But I'm serious, you must quit that. And the drugs don't do anything for your complexion, honey. And the sex sure isn't doing much for your reputation. Nothing that you are currently doing can help. I think you need a change of pace.

Let's slow down.

I think the reason why people act the way they do is to feel better about themselves. If you feel like you're like everyone else, you'll probably try to rebel like the rest of them. If you feel left out, you'll conform. It's sad. I'd rather be naturally odd than artificially odd. I mean, nobody likes anything artificial anymore. Artificial sweetners, artificial flavors, artificial actresses... they're so 60's. Andy Warhol made fake cool, not you.

And as for the indie kids... they're fake fucks. I appreciate an oddball with fun music taste. But for Pete's sake, stop taking yourself so seriously.

I am a joke. I know this. And I relish in it, because you're the punchline.

And if you've got a problem with it, like I said, STOP TAKING YOURSELF SO GADDANG SERIOUSLY!

Now you may be wondering, "Why is she on this tirade?"

My answer? Because I'm sick of the indie/emo/trendfucks that I go to school with. It's not cool to get piercings. It's not cool to smoke weed. Weed is a drug, if you have a problem with that, take that up with the government, not me. I'm just a everyday person who votes Republican. Nothing much I can do - But I can sure as hell vote for the illegal shit to STAY ILLEGAL!

Oh, and I love when people say they hate the government. And I love when people say "THEN MOVE AWAY!"

Because you know how I respond?

When I talk to these "rebels," I just respond as, "Imagine an idealist who ruled the country."

If they don't respond, or respond with their favorite president... They're officially decreed as 100% Ignorant without a question.

Now you know who the most famous Idealist was? Who ran for passion instead of money?

Hitler.

Think about it, and suck it up.
You're lucky you live in America, BITCH.
So stop hatin' on the Red-White-and-Blue ;)

Friday, November 13, 2009

The 365 Days Of Christmas.

Whether you like it or not, Christmas is year-round. And whether you're Christian or not, Christmas is here to stay in our "free country."

But the "free country" part is offtopic; all I wanted to say was that I am the typical American. I want a lot, but I scarcely need anything. Life is luxurious, and I'm just someone who basks on that poolside of national superiority.

And the topic in my crosshairs is simple: My X-Mas Wishlist.

I think I just want some tattoos or a haircut. Or some japanese exported plushies.

I'm simple. Art and fun.

That's MY life, C'est la vie.

But maybe I want a digital camera? Maybe I would want something else? A new cell phone?

Ah, screw it; I'm doing fine with what I have--- and whenever my birthday (December 4th) or Christmas comes rolling around the corner, I'll just ask Santa for whatever I want at the moment.

Live life, it's whatever.