my co-worker says just anything to offend someone, personally i still like her
but yesterday she said something that made me think
"most men these days are more sensitive then they were in the 80's"
"we are a generation of men, raised by women"-fight club
this generation as a whole, we post all of our buisness on facebook, we wrote on these blogs for people to see, to expose our biased feelings, or anger, or lately, being random is in..
but at the end of the day, we have become a generation based on telling all, but then again expressing nothing. We claim to be honest, but really, we've become soldiers in a war of words, to get them before they get us, call outs (guilty!), we kiss ass to move farther up the ladder of command, is this how things were back then..i'm sure some of moving up had to do with how much work someone decided to put in. Our society has taught men to never be vulnerable, because its viewed as wrong..so we as humans take our emotions and throw them to the corner, only for them to manifest and become lions, of lashing out, because we don't know, as men, how to express ourselves. We hide behind our cloak of mysteries to appear cooler, listen to admit it, from SAY ANYTHING..that explains it the most. Our generation, well some of it, has become a nuclear, internet-using fuck up. Its sad that most of us look on our Facebook before anything else, sometimes first in the morning. Our minds are being sucked through a news feed, our feelings have become nothing but sayings, and five sentence phrases,
im guilty, none the less, however at the end of the day, lets write letters to one another, to keep the postman busy, so he doesn't have to lose his job.
"And maybe some things are better left unsaid But if you wanted to test that, I will, yeah, I guess, I could've said But there were nights in bars that I recall Your breath was courage laced with alcohol You leaned in, you said, "Make music with the chatter in here,
your creativity reminds me of one the reckons on loud vintage train tracks.
that travel at a constant cozy speed, with hot chocolates and coffee thats not the best but every minute sitting and talking makes every drop that much more perfect. Good friend, your writing has always inspired me.
"Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders. "
Sans 2007, i wasn't in school, enjoying life outside of waking up at 7:30 am, i was going to sleep late, hanging out late. But in the end i realized (and was warned) that I haven't made any moves towards school and what i wanted to do. Its 2010, and now i figured instead of every other major i have decided that photography was one i should major in. HOnestly at times, i doubt my work, i'm stupid i compare my work to others, i guess i should realize that everyone has a different way of capturing memory. I thought i had it figured out, "i'm going to the art institute of virginia beach". But honestly, they are giving me trouble....maybe i should've done my homework. When i see myself in the future, i see a successful something, traveling, possibly suffering from loneliness because i brush off love and relationships because i "didn't have time for it". Truth is, its built into our DNA, somewhere along in my life, i realized it was something i don't need. Some of you out there reading this are into it, drinking from the very sap of the tree of it, its maple must taste good i'm sure. But its not for me, TRUTH is..i find myself lost and looking back at other people and wondering how they got ahead of me, (no high horse though)
I had to really think about it,
everyone does have there own path, unfortunately mine has too many doors and not enough answer.
its as if god is telling me take chances, i guess im scared.
Take chances with
take curious pictures
Im tired of being on the ground, i want to fly, i guess i just don't want to hit windows, i hate "i told you so's"