Good morning, and how are you? You'll respond and I'll pretend to be interested. Bah, I'm eight teen years old now and I feel like I'm watching perpetual reruns of my life. Every conversation I have, I've already had. Every place I go is deja vu. Every meal I eat is the same as the one before it. Reruns. Oh, the myth of finger prints is enough
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You go right ahead and pretend to be interested, cause I got a thing or two to say, and I ain't leavin' until I've said 'em. Ignore me, whatever, that's your own damn business, but here it is: You're not an artist, and none o' those motherfuckers at that jive-ass art school are artists either. I'm a goddamn artist. "artist" ain't no title anyone is given, neither. It's a title you have to fuckin' earn.
Now you've already seen my movie, but I'm gonna tell you something -- Snakes on a Plane can't change your life, no matter how goddamn good it is. Only you can do that. I know you can do it. I believe in you, Meghann, and I'm Samuel L. Jackson. I was in Pulp Fiction.
All I got left to say is this. You go out there and break down those motherfuckin walls. I'm sick and tired of these motherfuckin' barriers in this motherfuckin' life. You go get 'em, Meghann. I'll be watchin.
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"Our best baseball is still ahead of us."
And I believe him. And I believe you. And I believe SLJ. And it's like with people like you in the world maybe I don't have to pretend to be interested. Maybe I just can be.
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