Its just cause thats who I am.
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Why Is it so important to me
To let you know that my WTF behaviour is not an effort to look creative or abstractly delightful, or even charmingly befuddled?
Its just cause thats who I am.
Its just cause thats who I am.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Stircraziness
You don't feel stircraziness when you're listening to good music.
Its when the music goes off, and you're left in your own thoughts. that's when it really settles.
Its when the music goes off, and you're left in your own thoughts. that's when it really settles.
Monday, December 24, 2012
I GOT TIME
OKAY IM GONNA BE DRUNK FOR A WHILE TONIGH WHILE IM THERE LETS REVIEW SOME ALBUMS AS FUCK BECAUSE I ALWAYS WANTED TO
OKAY NUMBER ONE THIS ONE IN THE AEROPLAINE OVER THE SEA BY HAPPY MILK PLACE
Now this album was written by a guy with a cool jacket named Jeff Mangum this guy read a book written by some Anne Frank and he fell in love with her and this albums about that. This albums also all kinds of fucked up and anyone who has not only heard it but has heard it to the point tha tI have has probably cried before while listening to it.
ITS ALSO TOO DEEP FOR YOU AND YOU DONT UNDERSTAND AND YOURE NOT A REAL HIPSTER IF YOUVE NEVER EHARD IT AND FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FU
This next albums by my favourite band ever NoFX Its calllled wolves in wolves clothing okay.
This is awesome because it has words in it that I fucking understand and the bass is like DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD what. oh yeah the drums are like _^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^ AND SEEING DOUBLE AT THE TRIPPLE ROCK IS MY FAVOURITE SONG RIGHT NOW EVERY SO OFTEN ALRIGHT?! IS IT?!
YEAG.
OKAY NEXT ALBUM.
dude this album rocks and It taught me how to dance and I got thin and it was AWESOME
SHUFFLE HARD.
D.A.N.C.E. IS A GOOD TRACK. REAL GOOD.
MORE LIKE 21ST CENTURY DICK IN MY EAR!
No, I havent listened to it fuck you.
NEXT ALBUM
BADASS. K NEXT.
This album is very sad.
Very VERY sad.
Like SO SO SAD.
AND I LOVE HOW SAD IT IS.
OKAY.
NEXT.
Never heard one quite like this. Makes you think real hard. You learn lots about yourself. About Johnny. About how shit life can get just outside your back door. WHAT?!
K THATS IT IM DONE GNIGHT
OKAY NUMBER ONE THIS ONE IN THE AEROPLAINE OVER THE SEA BY HAPPY MILK PLACE
Now this album was written by a guy with a cool jacket named Jeff Mangum this guy read a book written by some Anne Frank and he fell in love with her and this albums about that. This albums also all kinds of fucked up and anyone who has not only heard it but has heard it to the point tha tI have has probably cried before while listening to it.
ITS ALSO TOO DEEP FOR YOU AND YOU DONT UNDERSTAND AND YOURE NOT A REAL HIPSTER IF YOUVE NEVER EHARD IT AND FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FU
This next albums by my favourite band ever NoFX Its calllled wolves in wolves clothing okay.
This is awesome because it has words in it that I fucking understand and the bass is like DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD what. oh yeah the drums are like _^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^_^__^ AND SEEING DOUBLE AT THE TRIPPLE ROCK IS MY FAVOURITE SONG RIGHT NOW EVERY SO OFTEN ALRIGHT?! IS IT?!
YEAG.
OKAY NEXT ALBUM.
dude this album rocks and It taught me how to dance and I got thin and it was AWESOME
SHUFFLE HARD.
D.A.N.C.E. IS A GOOD TRACK. REAL GOOD.
MORE LIKE 21ST CENTURY DICK IN MY EAR!
No, I havent listened to it fuck you.
NEXT ALBUM
BADASS. K NEXT.
This album is very sad.
Very VERY sad.
Like SO SO SAD.
AND I LOVE HOW SAD IT IS.
OKAY.
NEXT.
Never heard one quite like this. Makes you think real hard. You learn lots about yourself. About Johnny. About how shit life can get just outside your back door. WHAT?!
K THATS IT IM DONE GNIGHT
Nobody loves this more than you.
Word is infinitely better than open office. Open office is shit. Its just shitty shit shit shiiiiiiit. The guy recomputering our computer put open office on here because it was free, then he proceeded to load our hard drive with a bunch of torrented movies and such. You couldn’t have just torrented Microsoft office? I had to. When we got our computer back I am pretty sure it was the first thing I did. Computers at school don’t like open office. Computers at my school were actually well equipped with Microsoft word. They inly opened Microsoft word files. If you tired to open an open office file at school it wouldn’t work. Because even the school knows how shit open office is. The computer guy also installed a plethora of Helvetica typefaces, which I love. There are just so many. Helvetica is like Arial, if Arial grew the fuck up, got a job, raised a family, immigrated to America, and flourished. Helvetica is the fat wealthy Jew of the typeface world.
Running the font industry, just like The Weinstein’s run the entertainment industry. I know that’s a sentence fragment, Microsoft word. And I am glad you did, too. I am free to think what I wish about anything. Everybody knows that apple makes the best handheld devices, they were perfectly right in their movement to sue Samsung over making a better device than theirs. When I graduate from high school, I am going to go to university after. If I don’t go to high school anymore starting now, I may as well just shrivel up and die, because drop outs are basically sub human. I am free to think whatever I like about anything. Hardworking musicians like Nicki Minaj and Lil Wayne are perfectly deserving of their massive fanbase, and the salary that goes with it, while I struggle to make enough change for a warm drink and a bus ride back to my parent’s house on the street corner with a guitar that has seen better days. I’ll tell you, cold fingers make barre chords on a 100-year-old classical guitar an adventure. No one likes to listen to you when you’re cold. They think you try too hard. Too hard to garner their pity and negative emotions, while across the street I see a homeless man down a bottle of discount no name brand mouthwash. This world makes me feel quite ill, and to be honest, I am quite fed up with the answer to the illness. Medication, a means of pretending to solve a problem, instead of working it out for yourself, you ask a doctor to give you a bottle of pills that will take care of it for you. Oh, I’m sorry. I feel like I’m offending you. Am I offending you? I am truly sorry. Very sorry sir, madam. Oh you don’t like to be called Madam? Yes, I understand. Yes I know my privilege is showing. Its shining bright through my pale skin, my comprehension of the English language, my beat up coat and my old sneakers which I used to feel every rock I walked on through, until I stopped feeling with my feet. Until I stopped feeling at all. It shows through what I was born with between my legs, and my comprehension of what that means. I am free to think whatever I like about anything. I am supposed to look up to the ones who step over me to get to where they feel they belong, because they are too afraid to be down here with me. I am supposed to want to be like them, the ones who demand respect but have never learned what it truly means to give it. It doesn’t matter, respect is bullshit anyway. And self-improvement is just masturbation. I am free to think whatever I like about anything. No, don’t read this. Read something else instead. If you read this, and people know you read it that means you have bad taste. Here, read this instead, this was written by a guy with a name. That means its good. The name means its good. Names make things good. In death, you find yourself. You find a name. Names make things good. Good. Its all good, don’t worry about it, no don’t worry about it its all good. Good and gracious, safety. Safety. Safe. It’s a bubble. A cardboard box in a heated basement. Sometimes the media likes to pop and invade that bubble, but they cant really do that. when you don’t pay attention to them. You don’t pay attention to anything. Do you even remember why you started talking? Do you even remember what you were talking about? No, you don’t. You don’t remember. Typical. Typical typical typical. Youre so much different thatn everyone else, good for you, that’s why no one will talk to yu. Because you try too hard, to garner their dislikes. I am free to think whatever I like about anything. I am free to think whatever I like about anything I am free to think whatever I like about anything. I am free to think whatever I like about anything. I can’t remember what I like. I can’t remember things. I cant remember anything. This makes me feel ill. Ferris, I’m starting to feel sick, can we leave soon? Ferris is in my head. Its all in my head. My dad doesn’t own a Ferrari. I never drove it, neither did he. Ha-ha, I was right. He never drives it. He cant. He never had one to begin with. I was right. I was right. Right. I was… I was right… Why was I right? How come? How come it matters? Why does It matter? Why am I right? Why am I never wrong… Why is it that I’m never wrong. About anything. I’m never wrong. No, I’m not happy, but at least I’m not wrong. Yeah, you’re right. Om not wrong. Thankyou. Thank you for validating that for me. I feel like weve really made some strides today. Thankyou, doctor. Thank you. I’ll get this to the pharmacy right away. This is covered by my health plan. I got it from work, they cover it. They planned this for me, this is all part of the plan. I like this plan. This plan is working for me, I like being a part of this plan. I am all part of the plan. The plan… I like it.
I am free to think whatever I like about anything.
Anything.
I can’t remember anything.
Do you even remember why I won’t talk to you?
No one talks to me…
I am alone.
I am nobody.
Nobody talked to me in the first place
Nobody was there at the very start
Nobody is always there
Nobody believes in me
Nobody trusts me
And I trust Nobody right back
Matthew Beckett.
Matthew Beckett.
Nobody will read this.
Nobody will tell me what to improve upon.
Nobody’s gonna enjoy reading this.
I wrote this for nobody.
Nobody likes it when I write things for them
Nobody appreciates it when I do the things I enjoy in an effort to make them happy.
Nobody wants to see me progress and have talent.
Nobody likes me.
Nobody loves me.
Nobody cares about me.
Nobody holds me tight and tells me its gonna be okay, and theyre right.
Nobody’s right.
I am nobody. I am right.
I’m never wrong.
I like never being wrong.
I think I like nobody.
I think I love nobody.
I’d like to marry nobody one day.
Have a few children
Use those children as an extent of my wasted existence, force my beliefs and values upon them, so they grow up to be just like me, just like nobody.
In losing all you have, you realize that you have absolutely everything to gain back. You have a lot to prove, with nothing to lose. You are truly free. Free to think about what you’ve done. Free to think about all you have left to go. All that distance. Whose gonna help you get there? You’re gonna have to do it on your own. No one helps you walk up the stairs, until you fall down a couple of times. You really should just ask for help next time. I know, I know you could do this all by yourself before, but until you can do it again, I’m gonna help you, okay? Okay?
I’m gonna help you.
I will help you.
I want to help you.
I want you to be happy.
I want to see you progress and have talent.
I want you to be okay.
I want you to be happy.
I want you to walk over me to get to where I think you belong.
I want to look up to you
Ive always looked up to you.
Things are gonna be alright.
Things are gonna move as they were naturally.
You’re gonna be okay.
I love you, Nobody.
I know, you don’t love me back.
Because I don’t care about you.
I don’t know how to care about you.
The last time I cared about you, I was trying too hard. And you took advantage of that.
Nobody likes to take advantage of me.
I’m easily taken advantage of.
You wear your talents on your sleeve, with nothing to prove, because you want everybody to see that you have proved everything before.
Everybody doesn’t know where you started.
Only Nobody does.
Running the font industry, just like The Weinstein’s run the entertainment industry. I know that’s a sentence fragment, Microsoft word. And I am glad you did, too. I am free to think what I wish about anything. Everybody knows that apple makes the best handheld devices, they were perfectly right in their movement to sue Samsung over making a better device than theirs. When I graduate from high school, I am going to go to university after. If I don’t go to high school anymore starting now, I may as well just shrivel up and die, because drop outs are basically sub human. I am free to think whatever I like about anything. Hardworking musicians like Nicki Minaj and Lil Wayne are perfectly deserving of their massive fanbase, and the salary that goes with it, while I struggle to make enough change for a warm drink and a bus ride back to my parent’s house on the street corner with a guitar that has seen better days. I’ll tell you, cold fingers make barre chords on a 100-year-old classical guitar an adventure. No one likes to listen to you when you’re cold. They think you try too hard. Too hard to garner their pity and negative emotions, while across the street I see a homeless man down a bottle of discount no name brand mouthwash. This world makes me feel quite ill, and to be honest, I am quite fed up with the answer to the illness. Medication, a means of pretending to solve a problem, instead of working it out for yourself, you ask a doctor to give you a bottle of pills that will take care of it for you. Oh, I’m sorry. I feel like I’m offending you. Am I offending you? I am truly sorry. Very sorry sir, madam. Oh you don’t like to be called Madam? Yes, I understand. Yes I know my privilege is showing. Its shining bright through my pale skin, my comprehension of the English language, my beat up coat and my old sneakers which I used to feel every rock I walked on through, until I stopped feeling with my feet. Until I stopped feeling at all. It shows through what I was born with between my legs, and my comprehension of what that means. I am free to think whatever I like about anything. I am supposed to look up to the ones who step over me to get to where they feel they belong, because they are too afraid to be down here with me. I am supposed to want to be like them, the ones who demand respect but have never learned what it truly means to give it. It doesn’t matter, respect is bullshit anyway. And self-improvement is just masturbation. I am free to think whatever I like about anything. No, don’t read this. Read something else instead. If you read this, and people know you read it that means you have bad taste. Here, read this instead, this was written by a guy with a name. That means its good. The name means its good. Names make things good. In death, you find yourself. You find a name. Names make things good. Good. Its all good, don’t worry about it, no don’t worry about it its all good. Good and gracious, safety. Safety. Safe. It’s a bubble. A cardboard box in a heated basement. Sometimes the media likes to pop and invade that bubble, but they cant really do that. when you don’t pay attention to them. You don’t pay attention to anything. Do you even remember why you started talking? Do you even remember what you were talking about? No, you don’t. You don’t remember. Typical. Typical typical typical. Youre so much different thatn everyone else, good for you, that’s why no one will talk to yu. Because you try too hard, to garner their dislikes. I am free to think whatever I like about anything. I am free to think whatever I like about anything I am free to think whatever I like about anything. I am free to think whatever I like about anything. I can’t remember what I like. I can’t remember things. I cant remember anything. This makes me feel ill. Ferris, I’m starting to feel sick, can we leave soon? Ferris is in my head. Its all in my head. My dad doesn’t own a Ferrari. I never drove it, neither did he. Ha-ha, I was right. He never drives it. He cant. He never had one to begin with. I was right. I was right. Right. I was… I was right… Why was I right? How come? How come it matters? Why does It matter? Why am I right? Why am I never wrong… Why is it that I’m never wrong. About anything. I’m never wrong. No, I’m not happy, but at least I’m not wrong. Yeah, you’re right. Om not wrong. Thankyou. Thank you for validating that for me. I feel like weve really made some strides today. Thankyou, doctor. Thank you. I’ll get this to the pharmacy right away. This is covered by my health plan. I got it from work, they cover it. They planned this for me, this is all part of the plan. I like this plan. This plan is working for me, I like being a part of this plan. I am all part of the plan. The plan… I like it.
I am free to think whatever I like about anything.
Anything.
I can’t remember anything.
Do you even remember why I won’t talk to you?
No one talks to me…
I am alone.
I am nobody.
Nobody talked to me in the first place
Nobody was there at the very start
Nobody is always there
Nobody believes in me
Nobody trusts me
And I trust Nobody right back
Matthew Beckett.
Matthew Beckett.
Nobody will read this.
Nobody will tell me what to improve upon.
Nobody’s gonna enjoy reading this.
I wrote this for nobody.
Nobody likes it when I write things for them
Nobody appreciates it when I do the things I enjoy in an effort to make them happy.
Nobody wants to see me progress and have talent.
Nobody likes me.
Nobody loves me.
Nobody cares about me.
Nobody holds me tight and tells me its gonna be okay, and theyre right.
Nobody’s right.
I am nobody. I am right.
I’m never wrong.
I like never being wrong.
I think I like nobody.
I think I love nobody.
I’d like to marry nobody one day.
Have a few children
Use those children as an extent of my wasted existence, force my beliefs and values upon them, so they grow up to be just like me, just like nobody.
In losing all you have, you realize that you have absolutely everything to gain back. You have a lot to prove, with nothing to lose. You are truly free. Free to think about what you’ve done. Free to think about all you have left to go. All that distance. Whose gonna help you get there? You’re gonna have to do it on your own. No one helps you walk up the stairs, until you fall down a couple of times. You really should just ask for help next time. I know, I know you could do this all by yourself before, but until you can do it again, I’m gonna help you, okay? Okay?
I’m gonna help you.
I will help you.
I want to help you.
I want you to be happy.
I want to see you progress and have talent.
I want you to be okay.
I want you to be happy.
I want you to walk over me to get to where I think you belong.
I want to look up to you
Ive always looked up to you.
Things are gonna be alright.
Things are gonna move as they were naturally.
You’re gonna be okay.
I love you, Nobody.
I know, you don’t love me back.
Because I don’t care about you.
I don’t know how to care about you.
The last time I cared about you, I was trying too hard. And you took advantage of that.
Nobody likes to take advantage of me.
I’m easily taken advantage of.
You wear your talents on your sleeve, with nothing to prove, because you want everybody to see that you have proved everything before.
Everybody doesn’t know where you started.
Only Nobody does.
Friday, December 21, 2012
I just realized.
This is MY space, and I can post WHATEVER I want here.
So I'm just gonna fuck around for a while, throw some gifs I found on 4chan that I think are funny up here, just sorta have fn, actually take some time to learn how to use this new format I got scared of for a while. WAIT WHO AM I TALKING TO NO ONE READS THIS HAHAHAH
So I'm just gonna fuck around for a while, throw some gifs I found on 4chan that I think are funny up here, just sorta have fn, actually take some time to learn how to use this new format I got scared of for a while. WAIT WHO AM I TALKING TO NO ONE READS THIS HAHAHAH
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