We all need to break just from that technology, just for a minute. My point is, for a guy your age wouldn’t even know the pain, because in your generation, it’s like the space shuttle blows up every fucking day (refereing to the time his teacher put on the TV so the class could watch the space shuttle launch which then blew up). How can you care about anything when you know every goddamn thing?
I’m getting over one cop shooting, and then another one happens, and then another one happens, and another one happens. I’m crying about Paris, and then Brussels happens. I can’t keep track of all this shit. So you just give the fuck up. That’s the hallmark of your generation, and that’s fucked up, because your generation lives in the most difficult time in human history.
This is the age of spin.
The age where nobody knows what the fuck they’re even looking at. What does it all really mean? It’s easier not to care for you.
– Why men go to strip clubs.
– Finding a good man.
– Getting men to do stuff.
– Smile sometimes!
– Reply to ‘ALL men being no good’.
– STUPID QUESTIONS!
– Notebook movie.
– The simpleness of men.
– Men find their things they can’t find womens or what they move.
– Being messy.
– The toilet seat.