I usually don't put anything out of my "personal notebook" on the interwebs, but I find this quite amusing.
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Actually, I don't want to stop writing yet. I love it too much!
I don't really know what to write about though...
I'm not a great poet people will still adore after 100s of years, I don't have such a great imagination.
I wonder if Shakespeare knew that he'd still be adored
hey ladss,
I'm always quite serious and dull, but sometimes I just need a good laugh and a "I don't care about anything in the world" mood. Which practically just means punk music. Punk music that's about nothing, just fun! Listening to the Dickies at the very moment.
I like punk. I'd almost say I could be an "indie punker", but I really am against labelling. It's the most stupid thing one can care about. I do get really mad when someone tries to
I've decided that I should put this "rant" from my Notebook on the interwebs. I don't know why because it's terribly boring, but oh well..
-Yes, I write my opinions down in a notebook because I've got this pathetic thought that I might use it sometime in the future..-
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I've been feeling quite sad tonight, cried and I'm feeling pretty lonely. Which I obviously am.
Anyways, when I feel like this I think about life and I think about
Hey lads...
Hrmm... An absolutely pathetic title, I know.. But I don't have any inspiration at the very moment...
I'm listening to Moz' 3 new songs, and more than ever I'm feeling this weird feeling when I think about the Pope Of Mope... I mean, I think I still see him as the shy frontman of the Smiths, but he isn't anymore..
I've felt quite related to his lifestyle since I first read about him, but I'm slowly beginning to see that he's not like that
Hello lads and old-lads..
So, uhmm, someone told me I had to write about my love for "art". And to be totally honest, I have no idea how to write about such a thing as art. Art isn't a thing to write about, art is something to look at, and use your imagination.
Well, I guess first of I have to explain the titel of this blog.. It's just something I find quite poetic, but it doesn't really fit in modern life anymore in my opinion. 100, 200, 300 years ago, art