I've learned.

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. 

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.