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Confessions of A Beautiful Mind

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i am a strange, bizarre and intoxicatingly special person. get to know me. i love caramel. that's all i know. bump chocolate and vanilla.

03 October 2005

i need it in my life.... (to feel important)

why do people take so much pride in being so damned ignorant? to the point where they are ignorant because they got a repuation to uphold and keep and theyhave to tell they're ignorant. see here's the thing. if you gotta TELL someone you're something then odds are its not really you. if i have to tell you i'm a lady then odds are i'm not. do the rich run around saying I'M RICH? hell no, they let the money speak for it's self. if you constantly say it and write diatribe after diatribe and dissertation about how ignorant you are.... it's a facade. its so wack that the only thing interesting you have to fall back on if the fact that you're known to be an ignorant motherfucker. everything else is so damn bland that it's sickening. i'll be a nice person until the day i die. i dont need gimmicks to fall back on. when someone cuts you off at the knees (usually the opposite sex) and brings you down to earth all it does it fuck with you even more. its sad that truly good people get caught in the hype.