Unpopular opinions
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The sun sucks. It's too bright, too hot, it's ugly as feck (I hate yellow), carcinogenic, and it keeps us in this boring repetitive orbit/life.
This is the ultimate unpopular opinion. Game over.
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Heh heh. Idunno someone could rant on water or carbon or something
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Heh heh. Idunno someone could rant on water or carbon or something
Who pissed in your Cheerios this morning?
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No one, this was offered in jest. I rather like the sun, melanoma and all.
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i love vine porn & i'm not torn up about people who die of accidental overdoses.
i also love mental illness as it's the basis of so many religions & what caused the expansion of most civilizations of the world
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I definitely do get torn up by drug deaths, I think it's tragic. I've known and loved many who are now gone.
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I'll be honest, I'm pretty desensitized by celebrity deaths. If it were someone I knew personally, it would be a much different story. PSH was a fantastic actor, but his death doesn't surprise me or elicit any emotional response from me. The culture in the US that obsesses over celebrities and worships them is beyond my understanding.
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It's the same everywhere dude, all I'm reading for the last 24 hours is what a sad loss PSH is because of his immense talent…..so fucking what!
Does his immense talent cure disease? Preserve natural resources? Advance mankind scientifically? Someone tell me why I should care that a heroin addict worth millions of $'s is dead? Heroin addicts with no money die in my town every week and every time I hear about one I punch the air in delight.
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Yeh that was a bit of release of my frustration at all the outpouring of false grief, it really creeps me out.
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vine after dark is awesome.
it's disturbing sometimes. . . but hey variety is the spice, hahahahahaha
i'm a conflicted soul. i think women should be respected but i love to objectify them & can not say in polite conversations some of the things i do/have done.
guess my curse is having a daughter
*god i'm full of sh!t
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My point being that good and great people are lost to us every day and are mostly unlamented other than by their nearest and dearest. My father raised me single handedly after watching my mother die slowly, he then spent the remainder of his life dedicating himself to fulfilling the death bed promise of looking after my grandmother. He worked 2 jobs and kept house and did it all with dignity and never a bad word for anyone.
I could only wish to be half the man my father was, he was a great man in my eyes. I will not outpour false grief for an entertainer.
