thong cup

nothing's real. everything is an illusion that takes up space within an illusion. everyday we hear things we don't want to hear even if we aren't conscious of it. someday we'll invent glasses that remove all illusions. there's no spectrum. we'll open our eyes and find nothing. we won't even find ourselves. we'll be thoughts floating in empty space. empty can be anything or nothing. then again, nothing is only a word, it means nothing, which means nothing, which means nothing, which means nothing, which means nothing, which means nothing, which...

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words mean nothing, we are aware of the past, present, future without them.

alto_natural

What tells us that frowning is equal to sadness and smiling is equal to happiness? What if we were conditioned to believe otherwise. What if human nature did the opposite for each. Maybe when a newborn frowns, it's actually happy.

afternoon thunk

today, a girl was breaking up with her boy friend over the phone on a public balcony. i was eating my sandwich and listening to her scream into the phone. after she left another girl stepped into her spot unknowingly and was laughing over the phone.

i've seen a few books written on how to do things i normally do as a part of my life. i suppose there are a lot of people out there who want to be somebody else.

i never mind sunglasses, but when they aren't tinted enough and you're staring at somebody and it's all too noticeable, you just seem creepy.

a can of black olives is a terrible thing to waste.

if you don't have much of a sense of humor, not many people will listen to you when you try to joke.

why do stores ask why you are returning something if they don't even document the reason? nosey clerks.

cmya

i often search the web for answers about life, i don't know why to be honest. most of the time i just disregard them or think some questions need to remain unanswered.

givin boots

why the hell is there always a tire in a dried up body of water?

the strays

dreamt 02/19/09

she kisses me. we're in bed looking up restaurants on the computer. i try and kiss her but she pushes me away. i stroke my hand down her back to her butt. i can see her undies a little. she gets up and pushes my hand away.

she says something like, "listen, i don't think this is gonna happen. if it didn't work the first time, it won't work this time."

i wake up. my alarm clock.