Some of this I learned myself, some I learned by watching my surroundings. I hope you learn something today.
I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.
I've learned that one good turn gets most of the blankets.
I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people are just jackasses.
I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and it only takes suspicion, not proof, to destroy it.
I've learned that whatever hits the fan will not be evenly distributed.
I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to others - they are more screwed up than you think.
I've learned that depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.
I've learned that it is not what you wear; it is how you take it off.
I've learned that you can keep vomiting long after you think you're finished.
I've learned to not sweat the petty things, and not pet the sweaty things.
I've learned that ex's are like fungus, and keep coming back.
I've learned age is a very high price to pay for maturity.
I've learned that I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy it.
I've learned that we are responsible for what we do, unless we are celebrities.
I've learned that artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.
I've learned that 99% of the time when something isn't working in your house, one of your kids did it.
I've learned that there is a fine line between genius and insanity.
I've learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon and all the less important ones just never go away. And the real pains in the ass are permanent.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Saturday, July 21, 2012
conversation
Instead of small
talk,
tell me one little
thing,
why do you smile
when others are serious and sitting with heavy glasses?
why does that one
hymn in Church always make you giggle?
which voices do you
imitate most often because
they are so damn
funny?
tell me about your
joy.
Instead of a casual
conversation,
just let me know,
what do you crave
when you're feeling anxious or curious?
flirting, peanut
butter cookies, that one kind of music you promise your friends you hate,
cement on your feet
and exhaustion in your lungs?
Tell me, I'm not
interested in your job or even what you do,
unless you would do
it every day of your life, as often,
with a quarter of
the pay,
but tell me,
where do your wings
take you
when you're soaring
down the road off to anywhere?
Because I know you
take out your wings every so often.
To what country or
person or building do you fly
and ache to embrace,
feel comfort, be fed?
Let's talk real
talk,
get into the stuff
that makes you laugh at yourself,
like the passing
thoughts and scenarios
you've chosen to
actually play out,
the sounds and faces
you make only to your family,
the times youve
blushed
when you really
shouldnt have,
the people you've
fancied yourself holding hands with,
shedding tears with,
loving, even.
Tell me,
are we going to get
to know each other
through the weather
and prepared anecdotes?
Let's take a risk,
I'll ask the
questions.
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