we show more concern for one another online than we do in person, in real life.
what's up with that?
this isn't something to keep up a front about.
what's there to pretend? pretend you aren't caring about others' lives?
here i'd like to quote some lyrics from the song Come As You Are by Nirvana. It's quite a nice little melancholic song.
come, as you are,
as a friend,
as i want you to be,
as a friend, as a friend,
as an old enemy,
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come, doused in mud,
soaked in bleach,
as i want you to be,
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and i swear that i don't have a gun,
no i don't have a gun,
yeah i don't have a gun.
i think this song really brings out the feel that one is alone, and is desperate to have anyone - anyone - for company.
we're surrounded by people, but do we treasure them?
yeah, sometimes some people are hard to appreciate. and i'm not one to judge, i don't have a perfect little world going on around me.
sorry for being so freaking emo.
a little dose of (self-proclaimed) art so you all will fun and laughter, peace and joy again.
practice piece from long long ago.
art homework i think.
pretty boys (and a few naked ones too).
cos everyone's a little homo (and porno) inside.
alright all, byebyegoodnightandhavefun!
can anyone recommend something for aching shoulders and back?
and bloody sp hasn't sent that freaking package yet... what does MID-feb mean?!
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