(407): It’s really awkward to greet the pastor when I know I’ve licked chocolate syrup off his daughter’s chest.
This is why you should never, ever get your hopes up.
This is why you should see the glass as half empty.
So when the whole thing spills, you aren’t as devastated.
Half empty? Half full? Who cares. There’s something in the glass, just drink it.
I write personal ass shit to post on here, and then I cant bring myself to post it. Pretty pathetic.
8846.) I hate you so much but at the same time I like you a lot. You always talk about all these other girls, and I tell you about my guys. We're both in the same boat though, can't get a relationship. And yet, you still bypass me, even though you know I like you. Friends of the male gender suck.
(via blogsecret)
Sounds Familiar.
Never Enough.
If I care, and you don’t, why do I still care? You have to figure that half of the reason there is for caring, is because it’s reciprocated. So if you take out 50% of the equation, your left with half of nothing, which, for the mathmeticians out there, is 0. Nothing. Nada.
Human emotion is a strange thing. We have these empowering concepts, of hope, and love, and optimism. All of which can not be quantified, so from a scientific standpoint they are non-existent. Yet, as people, we base our entire lives on these things.
Now to the point of this rant. If we have 50% of nothing, we still see something there, because of the aforementioned human emotions. This is bullshit. Ok, rant over.
