Thursday, December 10, 2009
Seriously?
You know what pisses me off more than anything?? Those stupid BABY ON BOARD things people put on their cars....who the hell cares if there is a baby on board? it's like a fat person putting WIDE LOAD on their ass...is it obvious? yes. then why advertise it!!!! come one people!
The way it is; yet again
People are fun - and I love them dearly. No really, I do. I love how people complain about being used or being taken advantage of and how they just don't understand why people don't take them seriously. Maybe it's because you consistently allow yourself to be taken advantage of you. You never go out and do anything because you're always loaning people money or your car. Yet, you complain about it. You never have any more privacy because people are always at your house. Yet, you tell others to come over and stay as long as they'd like and you'll let them know when they need to leave - yeah not really.
Maybe if you stopped treating yourself like a doormat others would stop as well. But hey, I'm just sayin.
Maybe if you stopped treating yourself like a doormat others would stop as well. But hey, I'm just sayin.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
This is how it is
Simple truth as it may be is that I lie. I'm not even necessarily good at it, I just like it. Maybe it's to see if I can get away with it or maybe it's just because the lies I make up are better than my real life is. I guess that makes me pathetic or just completely fucked up but that's how it is. I don't even do it because I don't like myself or my life, I just do it because I can. It's so easy to say something to someone just because you felt like it and maybe not even "realize" it was a lie but just said it because it sounded good. It's not even over exaggerating - it's out right lying.
Why do people even lie anyway? So as not to have to deal with the reality of what's goint on? Probably, because let's face it, reality sucks. That's why we have video games of all kinds (wii, nintendo, online, etc.) movies, role-playing games (sexual, LARP, fantasy faires, etc.), Twitter, Facebook, Myspace; where you can pretend to be someone/something you're not.
Maybe it's a control thing...the fact that you can try and control the lie until it spirals soo far out of control that it becomes your "reality" that you have no way out but to just go with it.
Remember though, everyone is connected. That phrase 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon [separation] - comes from a fact - and you can't necessarily dispute facts. Well you can try, just ask the religious nuts out there, but that's a whole new tangent. Just remember that for every lie you tell one person, that person will probably tell your "story" (read lie) to 2 people and so on and so on; until, before you know it, your "story" (read lie) gets back to you so completely distorted you don't even recognize which lie is yours and which lie is someone elses lie. Worse than a game of telephone.
So, why do I lie? I like it. Makes me feel beer about my boring, pathetic life that my made-up world is a lot better than my real reality. Maybe one day I'll explore that a little more. But until then, maybe I'll just dissect each lie I can remember telling to figure out why I told...free psychiatry, it's called blogging. Yay blogging!
Why do people even lie anyway? So as not to have to deal with the reality of what's goint on? Probably, because let's face it, reality sucks. That's why we have video games of all kinds (wii, nintendo, online, etc.) movies, role-playing games (sexual, LARP, fantasy faires, etc.), Twitter, Facebook, Myspace; where you can pretend to be someone/something you're not.
Maybe it's a control thing...the fact that you can try and control the lie until it spirals soo far out of control that it becomes your "reality" that you have no way out but to just go with it.
Remember though, everyone is connected. That phrase 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon [separation] - comes from a fact - and you can't necessarily dispute facts. Well you can try, just ask the religious nuts out there, but that's a whole new tangent. Just remember that for every lie you tell one person, that person will probably tell your "story" (read lie) to 2 people and so on and so on; until, before you know it, your "story" (read lie) gets back to you so completely distorted you don't even recognize which lie is yours and which lie is someone elses lie. Worse than a game of telephone.
So, why do I lie? I like it. Makes me feel beer about my boring, pathetic life that my made-up world is a lot better than my real reality. Maybe one day I'll explore that a little more. But until then, maybe I'll just dissect each lie I can remember telling to figure out why I told...free psychiatry, it's called blogging. Yay blogging!
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