23 June 2010
And Sometimes
And sometimes its the littlest things that get you. The things that make you actually feel your heart. I knew and I didnt know. Without thought, with knowledge. Something so simple, something without words, speaking to me with every word I've ever known. More meaningful than June. Never a question, never a quest. It came with an introduction like no other. There is no better present. "Just something little," you said. Speak to me without words, you've spoken louder than anyone has before. Fastest subway ride I've ever taken, I was never on the train. Train of thought tucked into a plain white envelope. Some things we protect, hold gently like newborns. Fragile yet strong as the sea. You see me.
14 June 2010
10 June 2010
Things I find on Craigslist
"Every girl that dreams of dating a bearded uptown hipster with a bike...
Date: 2010-02-12, 4:05AM CST
let me just remind you that when you take away the fixed-gear bike, the messenger bag, the scarf that's worn year-round, the ironic t-shirt, the dumb shoes, the pbr, the tattoos, plugs, and the stupid beard, we all look the same.
so, are you really in love with a guy or his accessories? or is it that you're in love with the whimsical idea of an urban lumberjack type who will go on "adventures" with you, meanwhile being perfectly content with doing what every other human being our age does: drinking and fucking?
also, tell me about the last black guy you dated. what's that? you can't? cause every fucking uptown hipster is a white boy from the suburbs.
the uptown wannabes from the suburbs grow up idolizing the current inhabitants. when they're old enough, they move there, grow beards and do the stupid shit that kids do (eg. drink). what's ironic is that this new generation then grows up and becomes the new kids to be idolized by the new uptown wannabes from the suburbs. it's an endless cycle of superficiality, facades, and stupid kids seeking affirmation from their peers.
the truth is, NONE OF YOU ARE COOL!
i wish i could be there, 20 years from now, when you look back at pictures of yourselves from today. it's like explaining zubas in the 90s to someone today.
irony is not timeless.
marry a guy with a yacht.
Location: uptown
it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests"
Date: 2010-02-12, 4:05AM CST
let me just remind you that when you take away the fixed-gear bike, the messenger bag, the scarf that's worn year-round, the ironic t-shirt, the dumb shoes, the pbr, the tattoos, plugs, and the stupid beard, we all look the same.
so, are you really in love with a guy or his accessories? or is it that you're in love with the whimsical idea of an urban lumberjack type who will go on "adventures" with you, meanwhile being perfectly content with doing what every other human being our age does: drinking and fucking?
also, tell me about the last black guy you dated. what's that? you can't? cause every fucking uptown hipster is a white boy from the suburbs.
the uptown wannabes from the suburbs grow up idolizing the current inhabitants. when they're old enough, they move there, grow beards and do the stupid shit that kids do (eg. drink). what's ironic is that this new generation then grows up and becomes the new kids to be idolized by the new uptown wannabes from the suburbs. it's an endless cycle of superficiality, facades, and stupid kids seeking affirmation from their peers.
the truth is, NONE OF YOU ARE COOL!
i wish i could be there, 20 years from now, when you look back at pictures of yourselves from today. it's like explaining zubas in the 90s to someone today.
irony is not timeless.
marry a guy with a yacht.
Location: uptown
it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests"
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