Wednesday, October 20

I wonder why it is that the things that so many people seem to hold as important and remember forever I just don't? I can't remember if the first person I kissed was Rich Minshall or Jamie Gaskill and you know, it even could have been someone else completely...no offense guys but I was like what, 12? Why do people cling to that stuff? Why does it matter? It doesn't matter, right, I mean really, it doesn't.

I guess that's just another thing separating us from other animals, our sentimentality and emotional attachment to things/people/events. It's kind of stupid isn't it. God, I have enough trouble remembering the day to day things I need to remember and devoting my time and energy to the things going on in my life right now.

It could be I have a social disorder but I think most people just need to get over it. OK, this is bullshit because I DO have attachments to places and the sensory overload of certain moments I guess, but the people aspect of it.... pfft.

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