"I had a drink the other day, opinions were like kittens; I was giving them away and..."-Isaac Brock
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I don’t care
if you call me a pussy. I’m not about to get in a fight over bullshit.
It feels like I’m the only dude who doesn’t have testosterone flowing through their veins constantly. Dudes are so quick to kick ass than sit down and reason shit out.
And to me, it shows a shit ton more respect and maturity if you sit down, and talk it out, then to fight me. It’s too easy, and doesn’t take much intelligence whatsoever, to just punch me in the face and be over with it.
So fuck you. I didn’t do shit, nor will I do shit. I’m too old for bullshit.
A real man resolves conflict, not causes conflict.
But who am I to judge. I’m just a pussy.
2 problems
I’m finding two things about myself right now. I don’t really like it, but it’s the way I am.
- I am most attractive or driven toward those who I don’t understand.
It’s kind of pathetic. Because I develop this infatuation, get really close, and then realize I still can’t figure them out. I don’t know why they do the things they do. But, should I even try to figure them ou in the first place? I have no clue. It’s killing me.
2. I expect too much from people.
I’m not a greedy person. I just do a lot for people, so it seems. I don’t do it because I want anything in return. That doesn’t even enter my mind. It just hurts when I do too much for someone, and they do nothing in return. It’s exhausting. It’s not mutual. No matter how much i tell myself it is.
I dont know. I’m so confused at this point. It’s weird how everything you thought you wanted, can go to shit within a few minutes of self questioning.
Maybe I’m just too insane for my own good.
Perfect Day
So, let me describe to you my day. It was pretty much perfect, in my eyes.
- Wake up at a freinds house. Coffee, banana, sausage buiscuit.
- Hit the road by 9. Blasting Margot and White Stripes.
- Arrive at a skatepark. Thrash. Shred. Gnargnar. Footage.
- Grab food at a mexican resturant. Good as shit.
- Explore and walk around an unknown city.
- Photography happening all around me.
- Back on the road.
- Explore some woods.
- More pictures.
- Drive home.
- Shower. Shit.
- Internet.
- Chicken Salad and Dr. Pepper.
- Get cozy. Listen to gorgeous music. Read a fascinating book.
- Wait for SNL to come on.
- Txt my beautiful girlfreind about my adventure.
Of course it could have been better. Everything could be better. But, it felt good. I’m happy. And to me, just being happy, is perfect.
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Mutualism is Key
In nearly every relationship that exists. It’s always the most perfect existence, when two things benefit from something equally.
The question is, does this exist?
It just really sucks. When someone pours their heart out, or does as much as possible, or has such a crazy infatuation; yet the other person doesn’t. Then, not feeling like you’ve received as much. One starts to expect things from the other. It just gets really abrasive. It can turn into an emotional trainwreck.
We all chase mutualism. I feel like love, is purely just involuntary mutualism. Each person cares for the other exactly the same, without even trying.
Balances are key. Too much of anything can be bad. Even too much love. Mutualism is just the balance and equal benefit of anything. It’s balance. Once a person becomes wise enough to realize a balance is needed, they seek one. True Love, I think, is that balance. Those who are able to find it, live happy. They have one canstant in their life. And that, is everything to them.
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Musicians
Looking for people to play with. You don’t have to be good, you don’t even have to play an instrument. Just creative, and fun. I love working with people on music. If you rap, drum, sing, ukelele, banjo. I just want to collab with someone, and make something sick.
If you’re interested let me know. Don’t just say, “Oh that sounds cool. I’m down,” but then never even call me or set everything up. Don’t waste my time, especially when music is involved.
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This is me 100%
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Guess What?
Not everyone is going to agree with you. The place you’re at probably isn’t California or New York City. People will judge you, your whole life. People will make it their goal to knock you down, and there may not be someone there to pick you up. You may be single for a while until you’re in a relationship. You may have to break off a hard relationship. You may get bullied. You may be insecure. You may be defenseless.
That’s life.
And if you walk around, letting these things happen, or just walking through getting constantly hurt, don’t whimper and give up. Build yourself up, put a smile on your face, and grab life by those big testicles, and stop letting the stupid shit get to you. It’s pathetic. Being sad really is a waste of time.
It can always be worst. Be thankful it’s not, and move on. Please. Keep your bullshit off tumblr. This is the one happy internet site left. I don’t want to see more hopeless teenage angst bullshit.
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