I feel peep show is entry level shit of the complex person I am with the complex tastes that I have. Don’t try and pigeon hole me Marks.
"Our children are disconnecting with nature. By the time they are seven years old, most youngsters have been exposed to more than 20,000 advertisements. They can identify 200 corporate logos, but they cannot identify the trees growing in their front yards."- Celeste Mary (via barefootyogigoddess)
In all honesty though when my guy friends constantly ask me about the attractiveness of girls I know or meet, I feel like my standards are almost entirely different from theirs. In a way I know what guys like but not to be rude, I don’t see that many mythical unicorns we’re all sold as society. I just see normal beautiful girls that always get overlooked and I feel like a lot of the tiny perfections of the corner of features or the patch of specific skin gets unnoticed and that’s not what sells. Somehow in the broadened spectrum of conventionality, society has created ‘The All Around Girl’ that no one truly looks like and it’s weird. I hate being asked about the attractiveness of girls, like it really irritates me because we’re all just little dolls or playthings for everyone to look at and critique at all times.
Last night I was trying to talk about my nervousness of possibly making some friends at school tomorrow, and I was also trying to make it entertaining so was discussing that from the collective group of strangers on the open day who I don’t want to be in class, which may come across as so very pass remarkable but was honestly more a first impression game and y’all failed, but I digress.
So I said to Joseph I really hope these two girls I made the mistake of sitting beside on the open day which resulted in scathing stares throughout the presentation, I mean I just thought we were all creatures with a passion for learning like excuse me, and my friend just stopped me right there to ask, “Were they hot?”
And I guess when I’m high and relaxed I’m just less likely to want to deal with this constant line of thought, like I need to hang out with more girls, and I just said “Well I guess they were thin, and had long hair with faces but to me, I just saw a couple of bitches. I mean… ” and stopped talking and thinking, and just began reflecting.
FUCK nintendo (opens my wallet) i CANNOT believe they’re selling this shit (pulls out $150) an entirely new fucking console that’s exactly like the old one (gives money to cashier) all it is is a new fucking button the 3ds doesnt have (goes home with my new 3ds ll) this is fucking bullshit god damn it (buys and plays all the games that come out for it) fuck nintendo