She was right. The reasons or motivations for such a mindset are unimportant. Life is often elusive like that, you're just there to diagnose not so much understand, and we are not here to speculate. Suffice...of course. He finds himself being overly critical as to how one is suppose to change lanes in a car, vacuum a carpet or load a dishwasher. So then what happens? Well, we're not here to speculate

The non-issue he found himself facing (for he was no longer allowed to have issues, much less problems) was an absurdly common one. People preferred him a certain way. Not so much smoked, roasted or...be verbose and forthcoming...to be, you know, friendly. OR he could delude himself into thinking he was drunk at times, and act as such. . . Well, I don't have to tell you which path he chose, do I?

And then it hit him, like one of those all too easy insights that hits all of us under the guise of a simple thing brought on by too much alcohol. In this age of constant information, of the twenty four...moved on from one sorrow to the next, and if we're moving, we're not fixed upon the flaws of those already shamed. But rationalizations, they are like opinions which are like...*mumble* *mumble* *mumble

It wasn't that he hated the fact that he was wrong (although knowing without a shadow of a doubt he was didn't help), it was the fact that everyone kept reminding him exactly how wrong he was. Which was...we have all experienced and that we all feel that we're experts on, it's that of being betrayed. Because each time it's different. And each time it's avoidable. And yet each time, it keeps happening

She Don't Believe in Time: The outro is a little long and confusing. But I still don't mind listening to this song at all. I can't actually believe I was able to sing that high for an extended amount...She's Online Right Now Your Only Friend Part 1 My Favorite Hand Me Down Wireless 2.0 Mangoes & Peaches Think it Over (Smile) Britain Baby Blues Have no idea what I'm talking about? Buy the fucker.

They say not to take it personally. They say to just brush it off. But they (like me) say a lot of things. Yet such a mindset scares ever living crap out of you. Because this is part of how you defined... Am I doing so for the wrong reasons? Maybe. But do I have anything else to take personally at the moment? Not quite. So do me a favor, just give me this. It's all I have in this fraction of time.