I think way too much. About everything. I think about the places I want to go, like honestly, an insane amount. I’m always thinking about traveling, about seeing the world. I think about where I would stay, what I would do, what I would see. I think about how amazing it would all be. I think about all the things I want to do. Whether it’s go on a hot air balloon ride, or skydive, or something as simple as fishing. I think about all the people I wanna see. The ones I know and the ones I haven’t met yet. I think about what we would say to each other, what we would laugh at. Dream up conversations we’ll probably never have. I think about all the good I wanna do. How I wish I could save everything that was hurting. And everyone.
But that’s the thing. I think about it. I’m tired of just thinking about things. I’m tired of planning things. I’m tired of dreaming of things. I wanna DO them. I’m sure in some ways I could, I’m just not trying hard enough. But other things..just aren’t attainable right now. And that’s what I hate. I hate lusting after so many unattainable things because who knows how long you’ll be here? Sure, maybe in the future you could get it. But what if there is no future. I wish I could do whatever the fuck I felt like on the daily, but that’s not really possible. Because if I truly did what I wanted all the time I would no doubt fuck over myself or someone else at SOME point in the future. So it’s either do what you want now and live with the consequences or hold off and maybe never get to do it at all.. Responsibility can be a bitch sometimes.
Sometimes I wish I had everything I ever wanted. But that’s not possible, is it? It’s not in human nature to have everything you want. Because then something else comes along, something you don’t have, something amazing. And you instantly want it. Everything is always evolving and changing. So it’s incredibly impossible to have everything you want. Unless, maybe, it’s only for a moment. But then something changes. You meet someone new. You see something new. Or maybe what was yours no longer brings you happiness or satisfaction. It’s no longer what you want.
When people are asked what they want out of life so many people respond with happy. That’s all they want. To be happy. It sounds simple, right? 3 little words.. But, it’s not. It’s not simple at all. Because one second you think you’re happy and in an instant it can all change.
Yes, I just feel like writing. I feel like people be mirin’ other people for all the wrong reasons. They look up to people with fame, popularity, and money. They admire people who are gorgeous. People who don’t give a fuck. People who act tough. They look up to people they don’t know. I don’t understand celebrity obsessions either. Sure, I’ll have a leetle crush on one. But I don’t actually THINK about them all the time. I don’t look up to them. I don’t wanna be them.
You wanna know what I admire? Wait, you don’t? Oops, that’s too bad. I admire people who WORK for what they have. Sure, talent can be inspiring..but talent is USUALLY something given to you. Something you’re naturally good at, so basically, something given to you. I admire the people who harness their talent and make it greater, who work to be the best at what they do. But I don’t straight up admire people just because they’re good at something.
I admire people who don’t get up the ladder in life by stepping on people or just because they know the right people. Some people would call it jealousy, that I’m just jealous of people who are successful whether they deserved it or earned it. But that’s not true. Good for them for being at the right place at the right time. It’s not necessarily a bad thing. It’s just not something you can really be proud of. It’s way more rewarding to receive something you’ve worked your ass of for and strived for than something just handed to you.
I admire people that I know. Every day people. Not all of them have a ton of money. Not all of them are famous [okay honestly, none of them are haha]. Not all of them are the “popular” kid. Not all of them are gorgeous, but regardless, they’re all beautiful people. Maybe when you’re a teenager it’s cool to “not give a fuck” but I admire the ones that DO give a fuck. Because nothing is going to change unless some fucks are given. [: awkward smiley.
I admire the people that show their weaknesses because it makes them vulnerable. I admire the people who realize that while, sometimes you just have to do things for yourself, it’s also important that you do things for others. I admire the people that go out of their way to make someone smile. I admire the people that get up everyday and do what they love. I admire people that do something someone told them they can’t.
I look up to everyone that’s ever come into my life and touched my heart & opened my eyes.
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These obsessive parents who are over-scheduling and over-managing their children & robbing them of their childhood. Even the simple act of playing has been taken away from children and put on mommy’s schedule in the form of play-dates.
When does a kid ever get to sit in the yard with a stick anymore. Does today’s kid even know what a stick is? You sit in the yard with a fucking stick, and you dig a fucking hole. And you look at the hole. And you look at the stick. And you have a little fun. But kids don’t have sticks anymore. I don’t think there’s any left. They’ve all been recalled cause of lead paint. Who would’ve known sticks would be outsourced to China.
A kid shouldn’t be out playing with a stick anyways he should be home studying for his kindergarten entrance exams. Yeah, you know about that shit? They have those now. The poor little fuck. He can barely locate his dick. And already he’s being pressured to succeed. All for the sake of the parents.
Next up grade school where he won’t be allowed to play tag because it encourages victimization. And he won’t be allowed to play dodgeball because it’s exclusionary and promotes aggression. Standing around is still ok. Standing around is still permitted. But it won’t be for long because sooner or later some kid will be standing around and his foot will fall asleep and his parents will sue the school & it will be good-bye fucking standing around.
Now fortunately all is not lost. Because at least we know, when he does get to play, whatever he plays, he’ll never lose. We know he’ll never lose because in today’s America no child ever loses. There is no losing anymore. Every child is a winner. No matter what the game, sport, or competition. Everybody wins. No child ever gets to hear those all important character building words “You lost Bobby. You lost. You’re a loser.” They miss out on that. You know what they tell kids these days? You were the last winner.
A lot of kids don’t get to hear the truth about themselves till they’re in their 20s. When their boss calls them and says “Bobby, clean the shit out of your desk and get the fuck out of here, you’re a loser.” Of course Bobby’s parents can’t figure out why he can’t keep a job, he was always on the honor roll. Well what they don’t understand is that today, everyone’s on the honor roll. Because all you need to do to be on the honor roll is maintain a temperature somewhere roughly in the 90s.
But we shouldn’t be worried about how he’s doing in school because come summer time he’ll be sent off to camp. But he won’t be sent off to swim, and hike, and play softball. No no no, today’s child will be sent to lose weight. He’ll be sent to fat camp or violin camp or ceramics camp or leadership camp, whatever the fuck that is. Leadership camp? Isn’t that where Hitler went? Specialized structured summer camps. Gotta keep the little fucker busy. Wouldn’t want him to sneak in a little unstructured time in the woods. That wouldn’t be any good. God knows he might start jacking off.
“We call this a battle, but what are we fighting for?”
to CONSTANTLY rip on people, hate, and bring people down. I used to do that when I was a teenager but then I grew up. Are people really that insecure, that immature? What is it? People are SO quick to judge. They think they know you by how you dress, what you say, what you don’t say, the way you look. People are way more complex and aren’t defined by things like that. People can and will surprise you.
The internet has made it so easy to not only bully, but to be cowardly about it. There’s so many ways to say things anonymously or spread things that aren’t true fast. There’s really no way you can be happy with yourself or your life if you’re trying to bring someone else down. So how about instead of wasting all your time and energy on attempting to make someone feel bad you spend time on trying to be happy. Spend time on YOUR life and quit worrying about what others are doing with theirs. People get so wrapped up in other peoples’ business. It’s like they don’t wanna focus on their own life so they involve themselves in others’.
People get jealous when they see someone having a good life. I feel like people would be so much happier if they channeled their time and efforts into something positive rather than try hate on someone who’s already doing that. People need a big change in the way they think. Society will pretty much always say you’re doing something wrong. If you’re getting what you want you had to cheat to get it, if you’re not getting what you want you’re lazy. If you wear revealing clothing you’re a slut. If you were conservative clothes you’re a prude. If you’re too thin you have to have an eating disorder. If you’re fat you’re not beautiful. If you’re confident you’re a cocky bitch, if you say something negative about yourself you’re looking for attention. Sometimes you can’t win in Society’s eyes so don’t give a fuck what others think and just do you. Do what makes you happy.
Because happy people don’t need to talk shit. They already are the shit.
Is that his art and his style is so recognizable and honestly, to me, unique. You see it once and you don’t forget it. You see it again and you instantly know it’s his.
Even if I don’t like them or even know them very well. I hate seeing what happens when two people who obviously love each other can’t be together or won’t be together or whatever the reason. I wanna see love last. Isn’t that what it’s supposed to do. Conquer everything…