you can also have these feels
Sunday, April 19, 2015
have fun
since I am really lazy about doing my blog, for my extra post you get this completely out of context
Did I do that?
Have you ever had a moment where someone quotes you on something and all you can think is, "Did I really say that? That doesn't seem like me at all" Then it just comes flooding back to you and you remember everything about when you said that one particular thing in your life. Yeah that didn't happen at all with these things that I allegedly said.
"Why do hearts look like ballsacks?"
"You cleaned your room you skank"
"We should smoke some meth"
Now I lie prostate on the floor"
"Kinkysley"
And like I said, I don't ever remember saying these things so I can't provide you with any context but I thought they were funny, so there ya go.
"Why do hearts look like ballsacks?"
"You cleaned your room you skank"
"We should smoke some meth"
Now I lie prostate on the floor"
"Kinkysley"
And like I said, I don't ever remember saying these things so I can't provide you with any context but I thought they were funny, so there ya go.
Sunday, March 29, 2015
pics
These are my favorite pictures from the Internet. Some of them may be inappropriate for younger readers. Viewer discretion is advised.
me
So I was originally going to write a long, deep poem about who I am and stuff like that, but then I realized that didn't really seem like me. So instead, you get this gif of a butt pooping out my name.
Sunday, March 22, 2015
what makes me
BUTTS
CHILDISH IMPATIENT
HATES PHYSICAL EDUCATION
APPARENTLY SMART FARTS A LOT
DOESN'T LIKE CHILDREN OR PEOPLE
QUIET SHY MORE BUTTS KINDA FUN
OKAY AT PARTIES BUT NOT REALLY
LIKES BOOKS SOMETIMES TIRED
WOULD RATHER NOT GO TO
SCHOOL EVER EXCEPT TO
SEE FRIENDS
CAN BE COOL-ISH
SOME TIMES CREAT
IVE OTHER TIMES
REAL DUMB THIS
IS AN EXAM PLE
OF THE CRE
ATI VE SID
E OF MY M IND
EXC EPT NOT
REA LLY I TO
TAL LLY STO
LE T HIS FRO
M SO ME O THER
BLO G NO W I
AM GOI NG
TO STOP BEC
AUS E I N EED
TO TURN
THIS IN
BEF ORE
MID NIG
HT AND
ITS REA
LLY CLO
SE TO
IT SO
THI S GU
Y W ILL
HAV E SH
ORT LEGS
ALSO MY BLOG'S FORMATTING MESSED IT UP
Monday, March 16, 2015
what
Have you ever seen something and you just say, "There is now way that's real!", but then it totally is!?
Thats how I feel about this adorable piece of fluff.
I mean, there's no way thats a real dog. Dogs can't be that cute. It's scientifically impossible, and yet there it is, just staring you in the face, attempting to kill you with cuteness.
Wow I've really run out of things to post about. How am I even getting points for this?
Thats how I feel about this adorable piece of fluff.
I mean, there's no way thats a real dog. Dogs can't be that cute. It's scientifically impossible, and yet there it is, just staring you in the face, attempting to kill you with cuteness.
Wow I've really run out of things to post about. How am I even getting points for this?
Sunday, March 15, 2015
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
life and stuff
things that make life worth it
- taking your socks off after a long day
- butts
- grilled cheese sandwiches
Damn girl you lookin' fine
- Disneyland
- naps
- a good book
- Baba Yetu by Christopher Tin
- the smell of summer
- dancing
- weekends
- Jeopardy
Damn girl you lookin' fine
- long showers
- butts
- making people smile
- video games
- Del Taco
- diarrhea that doesn't hurt
A seriously under appreciated event
- sarcasm
- pigeons
- the fact that this list is incomplete
bricks
Why are bricks so throwable? If you see a brick you get the urge to throw it. Thats not its intended purpose but thats what we want to do with it.We never want to use things for their purpose.
You see a brick, throw it.
I have no idea where I'm going with this. I'm just writing these words one letter at a time, with no clue how each is going to finish. I can try to write something deep and profound, but it'll never come out that way. It'll come out as the ramblings of an 18 year old boy because thats all I am. I don't know where I'm going, this started out as a post about bricks. I have no control over my thoughts, they just flow down my arms and out my fingers only to be wasted on words that will only be seen by a few people on the Internet. Why should I use up all my good words on something that will be forgotten in a week. Why do we waste our fluency and eloquence on day to day conversations but when our words really matter we lose any semblance of coherence?
It's the same reason we want to throw bricks.
You see a brick, throw it.
Perfect for breaking windows and/or faces
Busted out the dictionary for that last line
It's the same reason we want to throw bricks.
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
drawing tablet
I'm really excited because I just got my first drawing tablet so now I can draw pictures on my computer and they won't look like (complete) crap! To commemorate this occasion I drew this picture.
I think this is pretty good for my first attempt. I'm going to keep practicing and getting better and if I make something good I'll probably post it here.
Sunday, February 22, 2015
a pretty okay poem
Dead grass covers the ground,
of a forgotten town waiting to be found.
The people have long since gone,
and weeds conquer their forsaken lawns.
Empty houses line the street,
surrounded by flies, like rotting meat.
Broken prisons, bathed in sin.
Old schools, never to be learned in.
A decrepit town hall,
still waiting to fall.
And so this town remains a sore,
on the ugly face of the history of war.
All you need is (not) love.
I recently discovered that love is not the most important emotion that you can feel about someone. Sure, it may feel like that with everyone and everything telling you what love is and how you should feel and who you should love.
But love sucks.
Love is complicated. It comes with rules and regulations and false hopes and expectations. We are told how we are supposed to treat the one we love. We are told that love is forever. We are told that love is amazing and worth it.
But love sucks.
Love doesn't last forever. It is a fleeting and fickle emotion that doesn't know what it wants or what it wants to be.
I learned that you should be in a relationship with someone you like, rather than in a relationship with someone you love. If you like someone, you are more willing to work through problems together, because you like them as a person. But love is weird. You don't try to work through problems, you try to force the other person to agree with whatever you say, under the pretense of love. "If you loved me, you'd agree with me"
Because love sucks.
But love sucks.
Love is complicated. It comes with rules and regulations and false hopes and expectations. We are told how we are supposed to treat the one we love. We are told that love is forever. We are told that love is amazing and worth it.
But love sucks.
Love doesn't last forever. It is a fleeting and fickle emotion that doesn't know what it wants or what it wants to be.
I learned that you should be in a relationship with someone you like, rather than in a relationship with someone you love. If you like someone, you are more willing to work through problems together, because you like them as a person. But love is weird. You don't try to work through problems, you try to force the other person to agree with whatever you say, under the pretense of love. "If you loved me, you'd agree with me"
Because love sucks.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
my heroes
"The more you like yourself, the less you are like anyone else, which makes you unique" - Walt Disney
"I would piss on this couch, right now, no problem, while looking you directly in the eyes" - Dan Avidan
"You've got to make a statement. You've got to look inside yourself and say: What am I willing to put up with today?" - Arin Hanson
"I've got big shoes to fill. This is my chance to do something. I have to seize the moment" - Andrew Jackson
This guy
(Couldn't find any good quotes) - John Stockton
"Life is nothing if you're not obsessed" - John Waters
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
why not?
It seems like most of the other posts are about what makes them human. I could do the same if I wanted to. But I don't. Being human sucks. I'd be ecstatic if I was a robot. Well, I would be if robots could feel emotions. I think our emotions are what make us not want to be robots. "I'd hate to be a robot and only do what I was programmed to do", No you wouldn't, because you couldn't. Instead you'd say,"Beep boop 01110000 01101100 01100101 01100001 01110011 01100101 00100000 01101011 01101001 01101100 01101100 00100000 01101101 01100101 ". It would be so nice to be a robot. You are created to do a certain job, and you don't have to worry about finding one. You don't have to worry about school, or graduation, or applying to college, or finding a girlfriend or boyfriend. You just sit and do your job. And you don't even care.
Also I felt this was relevant
Also I felt this was relevant
Friday, February 13, 2015
I don't even know
The fuck is up with crayons right? How do you even pronounce crayons? Is it crayawns? Is it crayns? Who even decides how to pronounce words? I want that job. Every single word would be pronounced "butt", except with different inflections and emphasis.
My cat jumped on me and I got distracted, so I don't really know where I was going before. But crayons are pretty cool. They have a weird texture when you draw with them. You know, my cat really messed up my concentration, I have no idea what to write now, so... bye I guess.
My cat jumped on me and I got distracted, so I don't really know where I was going before. But crayons are pretty cool. They have a weird texture when you draw with them. You know, my cat really messed up my concentration, I have no idea what to write now, so... bye I guess.
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