Tuesday, August 31, 2010

A Bit Of Concerns. .


(Photo of some clothing I'm taking)
Packing for Michigan..
(Communication Concern)


Why do I come back?

Sometimes I don't know why I care to go back to Michigan.  

It's my birth state.

However, nowadays as most people know I feel almost less than 3% of love spurring from there.

Of course you have your few whom try and say, "Oh I love you" etc etc. However, seriously. . . what do you do to make me feel it? 


I feel nothing. .


As I've noted in a previous post on August 24th (Verses of Babble)


I have no support with what I do


I would have thought where I used to reside..it would be my backbone.


I would have thought that I'd have supporting hands help me, 
lift me, word of mouth me to others but thats unseen truly.


I wouldn't complain about these things if they weren't so.


So why do I bother to come back?


Come back amongst withered faces,lying tongues, deceitful souls, torn down streets, dead trees, lifeless roads, it feels like a realm of dead souls almost. . .


Why do I fish out $200 to fly back into what I marked as "hell" for me?


Answer...unknown.




-Fakery Of Friends-

My birthday was a reminder of how many people need a handicap to speak.

97% of my birthday wishes were done via "Facebook" 
Leaving 3% cellular.
Which equals "Fucking sad"

Lets make a note that if you're my friend on this social networking site, 
my phone number is made available to call. 
I suppose I expect IMMENSELY too large of expectations of people.

Lets make a recap over the years. . 

2002-2005 
Near half of my birthday greetings were done by phone.

Things slowed in 2006 via Myspace greetings

Happy, blossoming, lovely greetings that made you feel warm, AND you heard the warm in their VOICES not COMPUTER GENERATED TEXT!

06' on up to about 2008 it lessened and lessened, and in late 09' till present 
it was practically obliterated. 


Textual Friends


Oh and "Texting" became a main way to speak I suppose.


More than 99% of my talking is done by texting.

2% of that 99% actually will call me and talk 5+ hours. 

I cannot stand that almost 20% NEVER spoken to me by phone.

It truly does piss me off. . 

What is so wrong about speaking on the phone?






People nowadays make asinine excuses to not speak on it.

As a matter of fact, 
if you're reading this and you've never spoken to me on the phone, 
if you personally know me, I just hope you feel retarded, and especially if this isn't the first year I've talked to you.

From off the top of my head I can name plenty. . thought I won't

(2nd shot of clothing)

 I speak this on behalf of majority that I know in Michigan.

Theres plenty of remarkably, dumb, sad, useless, "fakery" friendships I've brewed up there.


Even though I was so very eager to make a few good ones.


However, I've pretty much came out empty handed.






If you can't have heart enough to call. . 

I mean damn. . 


Its just the fact that I'm a helping hand when I don't have to be.


I smile when I don't need to.


I stay around mentally for people when I shan't 


I've had few called me an "asshole" or whatever, but that's incredibly funny. what that is, is seeing their "asshole" reflection in front of them. 


I'm noted to be entirely too nice. .


So "Asshole". . sorry hunnie no. . 

Love is truly dieing in our generation. . 

I mean I try my greatest to spawn it, but somehow the strength of nastiness in our generation slays it the minute its shown.

Some people holler "fuck love"

Hunnie. . you're fucking dumb. . sorry.

But that's a different topic for a different post!


I will explain what "Textual Vanishers" in that post!

Anyway!


Yes I am going to Michigan to celebrate my birthday. Since I live here in Georgia, and theres not a soul I know, and I did nothing but brunch and get tilted with my godsister.

So I'm packing on up. . 
Heading there September 3rd till about after labor day :)

As this day draws to a close I sit and listen to Miss Swift. . 

I have a little post coming about her :)

Until then I am on my way to quick trip to get myself a 50 oz slush! :))
Then come back to my domain and watch SLITHER lol. .