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see, the funny thing is that when someone calls you a misogynist, it's like someone calling you a racist, it's not something you can just flatly deny, even if you'd be telling the truth. (SG heads look at my last entry for the beginning of this thought thread; LJ heads will probably be able to see where I'm working from.)

the truth is that, regardless...
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lindex:
The truth as I see is that none of us however "phenomenally-empowered" (out of context) or correct in any one subject is qualified to pass judgement on another.
Does that mean we dont do it, sometimes.
Does that mean we do it all the time, sometimes.
We are human and part of our nature (in repect to curiosity and what drives us to discover) is to constantly experiment with combinations of assumptions and manners of handling those assumptions to discover the most efficient way to meet our own agendas.
This is not wrong but merely survival, because of this opinion I am free to fogive people for being morons smile
morgan:
If you're a misogynist, then somewhere along the line I must have lost my ability to read people, because I read you as someone with a kind heart who would never hate, discriminate, or disrespect based on gender.

And since I refuse to believe that I've lost my reading-people-ability, I'll have to say:

whoever called you a misogynist is full of shit.
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forgive my rashness, my sentence structure, syntax, and logic are going to fail because i am, ultimately, not thinking, but i was called a misogynist last night and am currently working it out in my head, because when someone makes a concrete statement about me, particularly a person i do not like, i pay attention to it, because i try to come up with the...
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all my friends is bitches and ho's, i can't lie, all my friends is bitches and hoes and the nose knows this, it sniffs the scent of fresh pussy and shows this in an image only my first and second eyes can see, call it a sexagram, the streets they swell with lust and if it's not for me i'll just buy it all away.......
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a couple days ago, i was chit-chatting with my grandfather about his own interpersonal communication style, noting his silence and humility.

"well," he said, shrugging as he wiped the kitchen counter, "i've always found that, the more a person speaks, the more likely they are to reveal what they don't know rather than what they do know. i try to stick to that philosophy."

i...
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black_tar_heroin:
I READ YOU WHOLE JOURNAL ENTRY.
lindex:
omfg wtf dude this journal entry so offends me, you wanna make out?
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workout at PSU, dinner at the Kennedy School, dessert at the Pied Cow...

not even the usual legions of pretentious hipsters could ruin my night.

being uncool has its perks.
disdain:
interesting...
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sleep deprivation, physical overexertion, emotional unrest, and the lingering worry that my heart, prone to impromptu racing and shrieking, is seriously protesting the lack of care with which i've treated my body has turned me into a complete emotional recluse. if you know me well enough, you'll see that i'm running on minimal connectivity--the showman, Reykjavik, has taken over, spastic and goofy and erratic and...
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disdain:
you know my name, but it is unimportant. and we are not supposed to kiss... not yet.
thistle:
good luck with that.
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somewhere between the swell and fade of my chest, i lost track of infinity, bland and imperfect on the outside but perfect at the core, i was looking around at the circular things, by which i mean temporal cyclicality and not physical shape, i was between gasps trying to find words orchidaceous enough to describe it all, i turned one too many times and she...
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pihka:
That is beautiful...
morgan:
awww...thank you for the comment blush
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i lost so many ideas walking home from the bus tonight.

i spend too much of my time getting to places, most of which i only moderately want to be. i wish i knew what i wanted to spend my time getting to.

forgive my grammar.
disdain:
so often i read your entries and have nothing to write back to them, but in my head i understand you & much of the time, i feel the same. kiss