I wouldn't want to join any club that would want me as a memeber- Groucho Marx

my friend quoted me that the other day.
it's the truest thing i've ever heard.
i generally really don't like people that enjoy my company
but i just love strangers and people i don't know.

or you know like those people you see around but you never really get to know.
it's like some guy likes you and he texts you
and it's depressing
because you just want so badly for him to be someone you could actually like.

like when i see a missed call i'm always blindly wishing its the androgynous man i met at work.
but it never is.
but i'm hoping one day it will be

freedom

are we ever free really?
i was just considering freedom. it seems so unattainable if you lead a typical lifestyle.
i live at home. i am legally an adult. i'm 18. 
i'm not free at all. i don't get to decide what i eat and when.
i get in trouble for running, staying up late, alcohol usage, drug usage, car usage, i'm constantly being scolded for messes, for my appearance, for my outfit and for my attitude towards everything and for my views on others.
i think everyone just needs to lighten the fuck up.
i mean really. why should anyone care about what i do with my time, body and mind?
i don't care about  anyone aside from myself. i think if we all took that attitude towards life
there would be alot more individual style and taste, and the world would be more interesting because of it. but no
everyone instead just has the urge to constantly be in each others business. 
 its sickening.
your not worried your bored. you want drama.
you need out of your small sad lives.
please
take care of your own issues.
or create your own if you don't have any.
it's not hard.
your probably fat.
go deal with that.
or
try crack.
just distract yourself from harassing or "fixing" anyone who's different from you.
quite frankly their probably cooler then you.or at least more interesting.
but just know
i'll deal with my own issues.
or i won't deal with my own issues.
and people will have to deal with that.
it's called the freedom to choose.
or you could just cut me out of your life.
i probably won't notice.
and i certainly won't care.

 

please ignore the fact that this blog is technically a complete contradiction to what i just wrote about.
its good for my massive ego to know people actually read what i say.
or appreciate the pictures i like.
even if it's only because theres  alot of partial nudes.
although princess di was lacking in the nudes department
which just goes to show life before sexting and without drugs is a sad sad place.




anyways back to freedom.
even when you live on your own your a slave to bills,
to spouses, to kids, to relatives, to jobs to cars to responsibility.
to the law. to a healthy lifestyle.
independence is a myth.
people will always need something
water, sleep, sex, diet cola
its just a fact humans have to face.
complete freedom does not exist in this dimension.




but by all means fight tooth and nail for every inch of  freedom a human can get.
even if it's only your sad illusion
and for people who care to much about others.
get a life.
trust me when i say the recipient doesn't care nearly as much about you

princess di

 
it was so kind of her to have not dumped him sooner.

today i was trying to find my SIN card amongst my mothers folders.
i couldn't find it.
but i did come accross a folder saved full of princess diana pictures and newspaper clips. she's so intriguing.
i love a bit of intrigue.
and yesterday i was looking at my life line in my hand.
it's so short.
i can almost relate to this tragic beauty.
in her case.
nothing gold can stay
her face wasnt perfect but her kindness made her especially beautiful.
beautiful aura
always light illuminating that face

take the best of these beauties and you have the ultimate it girl.

  


each girl has so much to add to the equation. but to be honest.
Edie Sedgwick is the best.
most inspirational.
her style
her body
her make up
and her charm