November 21st, 2005
|03:02 am - truth|
i need the truth because i deeply believe the world is relative down to its smallest most uselessly fluid detail, and this terrifies me. where do we stand without concrete? dirt moves, causes landslides, ruins lives. concrete is flat and solid, and once you know it it is eternally dependable. even though it is in reality an easily cracked shell over more dirt, even if the most firmly believed truth is in reality changable and relative. tell me only true things.
on further consideration, this isn't entirely true. i think it's more as emotional honesty than factual honesty. and i have a lovely example too, but i can't be revealing people's secrets.
state: sincere, desperate
np: closer. the movie
Andrew W.K. want's to have a party.
i believe this to be true!
He also says FYI: he gets wet.
does he towel off afterwards, or remain wet at all times?
He is always wet. Forever.
so but then how does he get wet? HE IS BEYOND PHYSICS
He is in a constant state of wettening. He's his own law of thermodynamics. The AWK Law Of Thermodynamics states that AWK gets wet, even while existing in a previous state of wetness.
the best i can manage, most days, is to get mildly damp. i have much to learn
Indeed. You have to reach the zen of wetness. First you must accept AWK as your sensi.
|Date:||November 21st, 2005 02:44 pm (UTC)|| |
Reveal their secrets without revealing their identity! And if this isn't entirely true, you are not telling us only true things, which will make us not want to tell you only true things.
For example: Your ass
is truly magnificent and should win a trophy! ;)
tell people's secrets!!! i secretly loooooooove hearing people's secrets, well i guess that's not a secret anymore. :)
now i'm trying to think of a secret of yours i could threaten to reveal, but nothing scandalous comes to mind. REMEMBER OUR SECRET LOVECHILD THAT WE SOLD TO MCDONALDS FOR 20 DOLLARS?
|Date:||November 21st, 2005 06:33 pm (UTC)|| |
I remember taking that picture.
|Date:||December 2nd, 2005 06:03 pm (UTC)|| |
the truth is...
i have never recieved such an incredible gift in the mail in all my damned life!
the truth is, i'm not sure which of my many admirers you are. who am i having mercy on? (not that i will, but i'd like to know all the same)