Never never value what we have when we have and value what we lose after we lose, then cry, cry, cry. Seek attention baby, scream, shout, demand me, my soul. Look at me honey, fuckin' look at me!
And I, look away.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Age
What is age? Just another number, just a state of mind, just another group that man has created in order to belong. Just another escape from the lonesome truth to the belonging fallacy.
Now consider P. P says she is 35, she acts 35, so she can belong to everyone residing in 35 and so that no one gets up and tells her to stop acting 25, and yet she hates to be told she is 35.
And then there is D, she doesn't look 25, she doesn't act 25, certainly doesn't feel 25, yet she talks 25 and she isn't ashamed of being 45.
But then again, who decides how a 25,35 or 45 year old should act? Finally, it's just a number, isn't it?
Now consider P. P says she is 35, she acts 35, so she can belong to everyone residing in 35 and so that no one gets up and tells her to stop acting 25, and yet she hates to be told she is 35.
And then there is D, she doesn't look 25, she doesn't act 25, certainly doesn't feel 25, yet she talks 25 and she isn't ashamed of being 45.
But then again, who decides how a 25,35 or 45 year old should act? Finally, it's just a number, isn't it?
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