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17.3.05
 
[bleed me a river and drown me in it]
i have some time to kill... before i kill... someone. i'm feeling kind of reckless. kind of spontaneous. kind of violent. i just took nick to class. kind of late. mm. on the way there and back i saw what could be interpreted as a crime scene. lots of cop cars around this appartment complex. some cops on the lawn interviewing a young kid. some news stations had already arrived and people were standing around. i would like to state for the record that this absolutely disgusts me. bystanders... news reporters. cops, too. not that it isn't a whole system that thrives off tragedy or anything... oh it is... it just makes me sick. i don't feed off other people's problems. do what you like. stand there and hope for a glimpse of death if you like. drive by an accident slowly and hope for a body. i think it's because we, good ol americans, are so sheltered from death. it happens. every fucking day. all the time. everywhere. it's such an inevitible thing, yet in this country you can walk up to any random person on the street and ask them if they've ever seen a corpse and they would more than likely say no. funerals and car crashes don't count. i don't know. i guess that's why so many people flock to such disasters. myself... i'm not too interested. i've seen enough death. i've also seen enough fucking girls taking pictures of themselves naked in the bathtub in fake death/rape poses. i can't express how much this irates me. it's not sexy. it's not appealing. i'm over it. i have a date today. for lunch. with nick. we used to have date night every wednesday, but that was really just an excuse to go to sushi hana regularly. sushi hana closed. i also can't express how much this irates me. maybe even more than those fucking skanks. sushi hana was definitely the best sush joint anyone could ask for. and it's all gone. they didn't have enough business. that bothers me, too. a great little place like that gets nowhere while tokyo seoul gets tons of money and they exploit their cooks and lie about their food that doesn't even that delicious. i'm moving to canada. or france.


i also spent this morning taking pictures of my freshly died hair. [have to change it twice a month.] you can enchant yourself here.

i have to go on a date now. [yesssssss. i spent two hours on this post.]
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