play this at my funeral so that the world will know how i lived
im in love
anytime I see a picture of someone with a cool style, I think to myself, “I should dress more like that.”
Two days ago, I was at the Griffith Observatory, and an extremely-attractive-and-edgy-looking-girl with a camera came up to me, and asked if she could take pictures of me because she “liked my style.” I obliged after looking at her strange and having a hard time coming up with the word “sure.” Mind you I spend a lot of time in the morning before I leave the house to make sure I look what I believe to be my best for a few reasons that I’d rather not delve into. I put the outfit I was wearing together, and it has been my favorite outfit for a while. For someone to come up to me and tell me that they like my style and want to photograph it, meant the world to me.
After she took them, she had asked if I wanted to see them, I said “uh, sure” and then I told her “I feel like a professional model.” We both laughed and she walked away. I was so stunned by the series of events that just happened that I never asked what she was going to use the pictures for; when I had come up with that thought, and went to find her and ask, I could not.
Anyways, you can appreciate someone elses style, but you have your own one. Just because someone isn’t taking pictures of you, doesn’t mean people aren’t thinking “man I should dress like that” when they see you. That girl made me feel so good man
hugs and kisses from california
verge of tears from rick. what an amazing character. and carl
i have a strong crush on the lesbian girl with the pony tail from twd
i feel like i need to write more
im going to mcdonalds for break
italy haunts me with happy memories
|—||80+ year old man wearing a “world’s best grandpa” sweater|
[MAN 1 stands next to the coffee pot along with MAN 2 and WOMAN 1; they all have permanent smiles on their faces. MAN1 empties his full mug of coffee onto the floor in front of him and the coffee splashes all over his shoes and the shoes of MAN2 and WOMAN1. MAN2 and WOMAN1 both exchange glances, then look at MAN1 who is approaching the coffee pot to get his mug filled again]
WOMAN1: This is good coffee.
[WOMAN1 and MAN2 both exchange glances and nod at each other. MAN1 finishes filling his cup and turns to WOMAN1 and MAN2.]
[They all chuckle and take a sip of coffee. MAN2 rolls up his left sleeve, it reveals sleeve of tattoos. MAN1 and WOMAN1 exchange worried glances, and then return to smiling. MAN2 notices the exchange of looks.]
MAN2: But I had already turned the car on!
[They all burst out laughing and then take a sip of coffee. MAN2 rolls his left sleeve down.]
WOMAN1: And I told him that was the worst pick-up line I’ve ever heard!
[They all chuckle and take a sip of coffee. MAN1 runs his fingers through his hair, which removes his top piece, it falls to the floor and nobody takes notice of it.]
MAN1: Bumper to bumper!
[They all chuckle and take a sip of the rest of the coffee in their mug. WOMAN1 rubs her right eye and gets eyeliner all over the right-upper-side of her face; nobody takes notice of it.]
MAN2: Something I made up!
[They all chuckle and pretend that there is more coffee in their cup while they take a sip of it. MAN2 rolls his left sleeve up, and then his right sleeve.]
[They all chuckle and take a sip of their pretend coffee. MAN2 takes off his shirt, revealing a bra and belly ring. WOMAN1 and MAN1 both gasp. WOMAN1 and MAN1 both now act as if MAN2 does not exist.]
MAN1: Golf this weekend.
[They all chuckle. MAN1 and WOMAN1 stare at MAN2 while they chuckle. MAN1 and WOMAN1 stop chuckling, MAN2 continues chuckling. MAN2, now laughing heartily, turns his coffee mug horizontally with the top facing MAN1 and WOMAN1 to show them that it has been long since empty. MAN2 drops his coffee mug and it shatters to pieces. WOMAN1 and MAN1 both look into their empty coffee mugs and then at each other; they near wear concerned smiles. MAN2 looks into both of their empty mugs and stops laughing. He looks at WOMAN1 and MAN1 as if they were outcasts; MAN2 walks off stage. MAN1 and WOMAN1 resume usual smile.]
WOMAN1: I told him, my house, and my rules!
[They both chuckle and take a sip of their pretend coffee.]
I understand why people go vegan, and refuse to eat meat and what not. Either way though, whether you are eating plants, or animals, you are ending the life of something else to continue your own. I do not think I agree with the idea that we should value one thing over another. Something is always dying.
Most people go vegan because they don’t agree with the way the animals are killed (I think). Plants are just getting ripped out of the ground too; just because they don’t squeal, how can we know the pain is not equal? I probably sound crazy, but what I’m trying to say is that I do not agree with valuing one living thing over another.