Murphy Brown: What is it with us? Why can't we take the easy road once in awhile?
Avery Brown: Because it's boring and dishonest and uncomfortable, like wearing a pair of shoes all day that pinch your feet.
You know, it's weird how some people never turn off their headlights. It's 3 in the afternoon of a summer day with not a cloud in sight...and still the headlights.
A lot of newer cars don't let you turn off the headlights. Its one of those retarded automatic functions. I hate that feature.
"People in glass houses shouldn't use Windex when living near bird sanctuaries."- myself
"We are never alone my friend. We are constantly in the company of victories, losses, strengths and weaknesses. Make no mistake, life is war...and war is hell. Those who fight the hardest will suffer the most...but that's what you have to do: Fight. As long as you're feeling pain, then there's hope...because only the dead do not suffer." -RD Metcalf
I just complained aloud that coffee carafes were fatally flawed because a little coffee spills on the table EVERY TIME. I was then informed that you're supposed to flip the top up before pouring. A fact that has apparently eluded me since my coffee drinking days began.
Everybody have fun tonight. Everybody Wang Chung tonight.
Talking about my problems, sharing them, analyzing them, moaning about them--it was all just a subtle way of burdening other people with my woes, of trying to make them feel responsible and inclined to fix me. I want to turn over a new leaf now and stop doing that. I want to grow up and learn, not an intellectual level as I did long ago, but with my heart that the only way to correct my problems is through a simple choice on my part. Even if something another person does happens to comfort me, the only reason it comforts me is because I choose to interpret it as comforting. Real strength can only come from within; no one in the world can give it to you, nor can you take it from someone else.
[ Ni > Ti > Fe > Fi > Ne > Te > Si > Se ][ 4w5 sp/sx ][ RLOAI ][ IEI-Ni ]
vampire weekend makes some gnarly music. I like it.
Is it that by its indefiniteness it shadows forth the heartless voids and immensities of the universe, and thus stabs us from behind with the thought of annihilation, when beholding the white depths of the milky way?