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lamentations from a runaway mind
euGENE
I've figured that I already lost my sanity a long time ago. |
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ah well. seating plan has been changed. she's impossibly out of reach, i'm sodding dismal, and my burger is still half its size than on the ad. had jap class today. was really fun. sensei walked with us, treated us to bubble tea, and i think famous amos cookies are cool. dad just came back from work. got me and bro some famous amos chewies. ooh. munchmunch. hm? what? what fat? oh crap. and dad's snacking again. waffles, this time. oh bother. haha. me: dad! dad: MMMMPHRGH? me: it's got butter smeared all over it. dad: i'm hungry lahh. *tries to hide the waffle* me: haha. okay. but just this once. thanks for the cookies. dad (half guzzle mode): MMMMPHHHHORRRGHHHEEYY. DON'T MMMPHHRSHION PPHHT. (translation: okay, don't mention it.) *smiles. teeth smeared with waffle* ooh. and i found a really good song. lily allen. really good lyrics. apparently, she's the only one who gets the whole "fame" thing. i wanna be rich an i want lots of money, i don't care about clever, i don't care about funny. i want lots of clothes and fuck loads of diamonds i heard people die when they're trying to find them. And i'll take my clothes off, and i won't be shameless, coz everyone knows that's how you get famous. i look at the sun, and i look in the mirror, i'm on the right track, yeah i'm onto a winner. i don't know what's right and what's real anymore, i don't know how i'm meant to feel anymore. when you think it would all become clear, coz i've been taken over by the fear. life's about film stars and less about mothers. it's all about fast cars, and crossing each other. but it doesn't matter coz i'm packing plastic, and that's what makes my life so fucking fantastic. and i am a weapon of massive consumption, it's not my fault, it's how i'm programmed to function. i look at the sun, and i look in the mirror, i'm on the right track, yeah i'm onto a winner. forget about guns, and forget ammunition. coz i'm killing them all, on my own little mission. i'm not a saint, but i'm not a sinner, but everything's cool, as long as i'm getting thinner. hell yeah. lily allen pwns. check out her other songs. it's all pretty much as satirical as this. cool. people ate it when others like allen slam reality like that. coz it makes them insecure. it shatters their orb of self peace and phony reassurance they get from the media. think about it. life goes on. |