just because nobody cares, don't let it fall apart... just because nobody's there, don't close your aching heart... just because the world is cruel, don't abuse innocence... just because you've been abused, don't self-destruct in your defense... don't die behind a fence... blah blah blah blah blah blah... it doesn't seem to matter if i'm wrong or right, the same end comes anyway... ever since that last betrayal in toronto, i don't seem to care if i win or lose or succeed or fail... in fact, i may actually have given up and decided to simply fail because it's less painful than caring about succeeding or even giving a shit...
it is a precarious position i find myself in, or was i place here on this ledge by my own hand... could be... maybe somebody somday will care wnough to do a post mortum and find out...
narf :)
Saturday, May 30, 2015
don't let it fall apart
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If people had visible signs or meters that told something about them, what would you want it to tell you?
dumb poll (above), smart responders
all the previous poll votes were somehow erased, so, nevermind... ironically or coincidentally or whatever, the results were very close in practical numbers to the results above shown with just three votes, if you understand the mathematics behind that extrapolative reasoning... i will probably remove the poll at some point... it is a ridiculously useless feature...
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the thing is, with my tendency to babble and meander and whine and allow distraction to take the lead more often than not, even in this blog that sort of meant to merge brevity with focus like some bloggers do, searching for key words does not always lead to specific information about the subject of that key word... but... here is a start at an easy way to search for key words in this blog... use the search box at the top of the blog to search for words not listed here... if ya wanna, that is... and feel free to suggest words to add to this search shortcut section... click on the words below :)
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