today it became clear to me that i have found myself in a paradoxal position. shit. let me explain.
i tend to read a certain set of postings by a woman, in a near-by state, that i ABSOLUTELY enjoy. i can honestly say when my RSS feed pops up and there is a new post i tend to get a little giddy inside. it's not because i'm crushing on her, or like her or think about her: it's because the writing is wonderful. with that idea spent: the fact of the matter is she is getting in the way of her writing...in my eyes. this may sound stupid, even i must admit it, but this is the truth. it would seem more depth is needed. fuck me running, full speed backwards, while taking a shit.
if there is one thing i can't stand about blogs in general its the lack of substance and new material. if it's fresh: i can dig it. if in fact, it is well organized and intelligently written (which her's is), i would buy that blog a coffee and stare into it's frame with eyes wide open, just gazing in awe. the certain blog i speak of has me cursing it to the depths of "written like a childrens' book" hell.
this woman who write this delightful batch of hilarious and mind boggling things, is intelligent (to say the least), has a quick wit (which i adore so much), can debate like a pro (also a turn on) & generally has a splendid grasp of the usages of the english language. to me there isn't much to complain about. HOWEVER, as i am the eternal asshole, i have indeed found that small amount of something to complain about.
the persecution complex, lack of trust issues, desire to stay free, constant replay of..., and over use of the same subject(s) has begun to make me wish she had been one of the many victims of John Paul Knowles. for the love of literature (L.O.L)...(stop lol-ing at L.O.L) pick something absolutely uncharted to yourself. please, just once act like an adult and stop buying the store brand tampon words that you're so in love with!
if i get 100 people to read this blog i am referencing i can 87% guarentee that 95% of them will see the "life stuck on repeat" tessalational crap that is being recycled over and over and over again.
i know what's coming....wait for it...."if you don't like it, don't read it!"
THAT IS THE FUCKING PROBLEM! I DON'T HATE IT!
i love the insight and depth, but i'm tired of the topic(s).
i am infatuated with the drive and word use, but again, tired of the same topic(s).
the color scheme, comment to comment debate and shut-down: SUPERB. topic(s): DONE TO DEATH.
i would almost consider this woman a writer if it wasn't for the vile, redundant, petty, high-school-esque, garbage that fills every post.
her blog is like a snowcone: no matter what syrup you put on it, it's still a fucking snowcone.
again, I LOVE THE WAY SHE WRITES BUT I HATE HER GETTING IN THE WAY OF HER POTENTIAL. everyone has the same issues that she has: insecurity/persecution/doubt/longing for freedom/wishes for an easier tomorrow. EVERYONE feels the same way, at one time or another, so SHUT THE FUCKING VAULT on the overdone, boring, childish bullshit you're spewing and try something TRUELY INTERESTING AND NEW...AS IN YOU'VE NEVER ONCE COVERED THE TOPIC BEFORE.
if this well read, word vixen continues to play the same cry baby card about the same issue time and time again, it will be a waste of the following:
time, space, internet capability, dictionary content, writing time...etc.
so, if the ghost of Hunter S. Thompson is listening:
GO SMACK THAT FUCKING CUNT SWINE IN HER WHORE FACE, MAKE HER WRITE LIKE THE STRONG INDIVIDUAL SHE COULD POSSIBLY BE. IF SHE WOULD BOLDLY GO TO ANOTHER SET OF IDEAS, CUT THE BULLSHIT & STOP DWELLING ON HER CHILDHOOD MOLESTATION PERIOD, SHE COULD BE BETTER THAN KING JAMES.
enjoy your night, day, life.
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