J:Do you ever feel like you take things too seriously?
D:Where's the book of standards that says what I ought and ought not take seriously? There are a million things out there people care more for than me. Besides, even if it were possible, I'd rather take things seriously and still be able to make jokes than be one of these frivolous pieces of shit that lets his environment wash over him and takes everything at face value. That's not called "taking it easy", that's called being shallow. If being deep means a hazard of drowning, I'll take it for the depth.
-I passed my driver’s test.
-I’m going to Arcata.
-When I come back, All-Star Superman will be waiting for me (I am MEGA-DORK).
She was half right. You can’t make bad things good by perception. But you can choose to celebrate the good things more than complain about the bad, because they’ll always be there.
I cheered for my life a little.
Roomy:Nuclear weapons and the 24-hour news cycle changed everything.
-my:Increasingly suicidal armaments and the ability for bleeding-heart "liberals" to point to a picture of something they're mad about haven't changed shit. People are still Fucked Up Beyond Most Means of Repair.
I wish I had a trust fund sometimes. A big fat one.
I don’t care how
I would be.
Yes I do. I do care. Because if I had grown up with that fat trust fund, I’d have no taste and I would spend it on stupid self-centered
tasteless things, and there’d be no point.
I wish I could apply for middle-class white kid grants. But that’s fucking stupid, because middle class white kids already have all the advantages. We’re just “pathologically lazy”.
Because everybody knows need is relative. That’s what Jesus said, right? Some people’s needs are worth more than others…
Tumblr is primarily a visual artists medium, a place where visual work is showcased...
Fuck it. My brushstrokes are adjectives and my metaphors chiaroscuro. My zoom lens is a healthy cynicism and my filter is six years of stalwart drug use, cavalier romance and both their consequences. My finishing software is boredom, egocentricity, and the love of good art.
I respond to cruelty with cruelty of a different shade.
This is how I survived a sea of homophobia, economic classism, and the antithesis of meritocracy that was the American public school system. It is how I weather the dampness that permeates from that sea into American college life, and eventually American adult professional life, possibly even in hell with the NeoCons.
It is how most people this age are built. If you don’t believe so, think of at least one person who would call you a “bitch” or a “dick” behind your back.
It’s better than that, because it has
and if we take care of each other,
really ordinary and spectacular things that the little cinder soot girl will never know the breadth of, like the bitter familiarity of your lover’s morning breath, or the way you hurt waking up sick but feel better once the sun hits your face. The comfort of constant errors.
Life is real.
Anyone who isn’t satisfied with all the things they can have in this world is sickeningly spoiled, painfully ignorant, or both.