I wonder if those mad indie kids who wear a Ramone’s tee to a festival have actually ever had a good listen to the band. HM.
September 2011
I have a weird life.
I think.
Only in some ways.
I know I’m going to have an exciting, weird, interesting life.
And meet people of the same description.
The only things holding me back so far,
Is my age.
I BOUGHT SO FUCKING MANY PRETTY THINGS TODAY! ! ! ! I’M GOING TO TAKE A PHOTO OF THEM ALL LATER AND YOU CAN ALL SEE!
PS I’M REALLY HAPPY!
PS I KNOW WHO MY HOST GIRL IS IN FRANCE AND SHE IS FUCKING STUNNING AND APPEARS TO BE RAD AND WE WILL GET ON SO WELL!
xxx
idk
I’m a weird cunt.
I’M AN ABSURD HUMAN BEING.
Sometimes I think about:
- how beautiful the world is
- how complicated and complex the world is
- how beautiful humans are
- how complicated and complex humans are
- how I’m not perfect
- how I will never meet anyone who I will find to be perfect
- how big the universe is
- how I don’t know everything
- how my views on things aren’t perfect
- how everything can always be debated and never solved
- how everyone has issues
- how confusing life is
And then I think how I’d rather not exist. Not that I want to kill myself, but these things annoy and aggravate me so much, that I’d rather not face them. I think I’d rather sit back and watch everyone else go through it.
