A social boy.

No original content still, I guess I'm feeling uninspired, there's nothing but spite in my bones - so I'll post others insparations for you to dislike. Did you see what I did there?

Anyhoo, if I grow up and make shit like this I will be a happy man? Maybe. Maybe I need God? Maybe not.

You know, there's this whole thing about youth and the rejection of youth, but nobody seems to care who you are.

Like that whole rebellion movement - you were so badass - and anyone that was still stuck in the self-depressed movement was behind; and to be avoided. And now, reject rock and roll and just don't give a fuck? Yeah well you'll make that a movement too. And woe to anyone that doesn't belive in your anti-movement movement.

I mean I guess in a way I'm joining the bandwagon, it's the same stuff I'm saying after all. But I reject your cattle-wolf mentality. It is no better than your last phase.

Do you get what I'm getting at?

I say a lot of things online that i wouldn't say otherwise, and I like that.

Yeah so anyway if I end up being called a visionary I'll be happy? Probably.

And by the way the blogs are good. I don't comment much because i can't but I read and I enjoy.

Thank you Nam, thank you Jonny and thank you Siobhan.

Oh and I want to be more social.

Exept is citisising my fellow movementers the way to go about that? No, it's not.

You see, I've always spoken my mind, and people have always loved that about me. Exept now not so much. They don't like what I say. I'm negative and deconstructive and often arrogant. And I'll tell you that underneath I'm a nice person when really, underneath that, I'm a wannabe manipulative.

But underneath that I'm a nice person. And I've just developed this image of what other people think of me that is unsavory and unwholesome. Really people think I'm a nice, slightly awkward boy that has a mind like a wafting needle.

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There you go. Thats my whole soul at the moment. Does it tell anyone anything?

How about a little fire, Scarecrow?

Set things into a pattern faster than a post on Siobhan's blog the exams did didn't they? I sure am sick of them, but thats ok I guess because they are almost over, well I have two tomorrow but they are science, which isn't an exam, and drama, which is my least favoroute subject, so it should be a pretty relaxed day.

Which brings me to sunshine. We don't get enough of it, exept lately we got too much of it because I haven't been wanting any of it. I had to go across the street today to get to the auction house and it hurt my eyes. The house didn't sell by the way, I could have gone home. And I did straight after it but still, my eyes are burnt, its like someone doesn't like me. And if i didn't like someone I would drag them out of their house and burn them on a stick (if I really didn't like them).

The Revenge of the Fittest

Selly lettle gals
Speak in selly lettle ways

So raising skinny, bitchy little waiters
To be fucked
Makes sense to me at last

Like they know what they mean,
Or what they want

So let’s hang them off our dicks!
Keys on a key ring
And use butter to fit ourselves into their tiny heads

It’s not like they’re going to stop us
But they might find out… (Ahh!)
That we loose them like socks

So quietly now boys
Or they’ll think it’s us to blame
Leach off every one of us
And treat us all the same

I think its a little short... It certainaly doesn't last long. What do you think?

Lets talk about sex kids!

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See, all better! Well probably not, that wasn't very nice of me. I am again sorry

Please don't shag me, I'll trap you into making a promise

If I wanted to get laid I could. I reckon. But I would have to be the worlds biggest prick. Issac style. And be really slutty and piss people like me off. But I don't really want to get laid. Not really. I would much prefer to have a relationship that works and fulfils me.

Is that weird? Not to want sex so much? If I made a list of guys I know and then went down it I bet nine out of ten would be desperate for a fuck. And the same nine would probably turn down a serious relationship. Well, eight out of that nine maybe. But still. What is it about sex that is so desperate?

That's not to say I would turn it down. I mean sure if some good looking chick sauntered up and started being really flirty and horny I'm hardly going to go "Fuck off you horny bitch, you just want me for sex" am I? But still I would want some security of a nice personality and a continuing relationship, after the sex. Unless they were REALLY good looking.