An excerpt from my dating sucks group. Not as many comment as I'd hoped
Ok, I'm gonna read your fortune cookie. I'm gonna give you the Tao. The fuckin way it is, the reality, the NON-fiction, the perception is reality, the inevitability, the 42, the attempt, the moves and what's inbetween the lines.
It's all RANDOM.
That girl she's, damaged good. That guy he's an asshole. Now they wern't always that way, but they are now. Ya you can thank the "other guy" or whoever for that. Hell thank yourself I've been a contrubiting factor in someone elses fucked up relationship that didnt work, and so have you. Somewhere someone got to them, and you for that matter. Someone fucked you over and that was the end of it, then and there became the
everpreasent wall. You know, the one you rest your sholder next to everytime you talk to someone, the one you hide behind, the one they hide behind. "But wait" you say, "that's not me, this fucker is talking out his ass here. This guy thinks he's got the answer for the whole degenerated system. This guy thinks he's fuckin DR. Ruth or something" well I dont I'm the guy you just passed on the street, the guy that's drinking the random shit at the bar next to you. The guy (or girl for all that matters) that's looking for the same thing everyone else is looking/not looking for. The acceptedness , the wonton disregarded for what you should do, the everpreasent need to find someone who accually give a fuck, and not your friends and not that one person you knew when you were 17 that said they would always love you but really just lied to save themselves the trouble of telling the truth, but the one person who you stumbled upon on a tuesday at 4pm who accually seemed to get it right.
I am Jacks complete lack of suprise.
Am I wrong, yes
Am I right , yes
Does it matter, no
OK, so if you have accually read this far you realize that this is a rant. Bout all you forum folks get to see from me is the rants. Not that you've seen them before or that they matter to you or me at all. BUT there is one thing here that I have hit upon and, in my own opnion I have done well. We are all damaged goods. We are all Jacks lack of something meaningfull. We are all Jacks wanderlust, socially. We are all on a quest.
So feedback, tell me how wrong I am. Tell me about all the hope and good and the who and the what and the why and the where. Cause honestly if you could, you wouldnt be here.
Ok, I'm gonna read your fortune cookie. I'm gonna give you the Tao. The fuckin way it is, the reality, the NON-fiction, the perception is reality, the inevitability, the 42, the attempt, the moves and what's inbetween the lines.
It's all RANDOM.
That girl she's, damaged good. That guy he's an asshole. Now they wern't always that way, but they are now. Ya you can thank the "other guy" or whoever for that. Hell thank yourself I've been a contrubiting factor in someone elses fucked up relationship that didnt work, and so have you. Somewhere someone got to them, and you for that matter. Someone fucked you over and that was the end of it, then and there became the
everpreasent wall. You know, the one you rest your sholder next to everytime you talk to someone, the one you hide behind, the one they hide behind. "But wait" you say, "that's not me, this fucker is talking out his ass here. This guy thinks he's got the answer for the whole degenerated system. This guy thinks he's fuckin DR. Ruth or something" well I dont I'm the guy you just passed on the street, the guy that's drinking the random shit at the bar next to you. The guy (or girl for all that matters) that's looking for the same thing everyone else is looking/not looking for. The acceptedness , the wonton disregarded for what you should do, the everpreasent need to find someone who accually give a fuck, and not your friends and not that one person you knew when you were 17 that said they would always love you but really just lied to save themselves the trouble of telling the truth, but the one person who you stumbled upon on a tuesday at 4pm who accually seemed to get it right.
I am Jacks complete lack of suprise.
Am I wrong, yes
Am I right , yes
Does it matter, no
OK, so if you have accually read this far you realize that this is a rant. Bout all you forum folks get to see from me is the rants. Not that you've seen them before or that they matter to you or me at all. BUT there is one thing here that I have hit upon and, in my own opnion I have done well. We are all damaged goods. We are all Jacks lack of something meaningfull. We are all Jacks wanderlust, socially. We are all on a quest.
So feedback, tell me how wrong I am. Tell me about all the hope and good and the who and the what and the why and the where. Cause honestly if you could, you wouldnt be here.