"someone finally fucking said it" has got to be about the most annoying phrase ever. god. i am actually irritated over how pretentious and lame it is.
thank you, someone finally fucking said it
This is generally where the blog description thingy would go, but due to laziness on my part I really can't be bothered coming up with a coherently well thought out description that would fit in with the content and subject matter of this blog that I am currently writing a rather pointless description for, and therefore there shall be no effort on my part (or anyone else's for that matter) in writing out that which I previously stated I would not write out; why I am not doing that is the reason as previously stated in this rather pointless blog description; I am simply too lazy to do so; why I am too lazy to do so is a question that factors in many different things; I am, for instance, simply a really lazy person and that can be seen from this rather pointless blog description thingy I am currently not really writing a description for, and there are also reasons that relate to the fact that I am - at this current moment in time in which I am writing out this rather pointless blog description that isn't really a blog description - really quite rather hungry; how I should quench this hunger can probably be answered by the cheese sandwich that is currently cementing its cheesy image into my brain; to make this cheese sandwich or not to make this cheese sandwich - this question can probably be answered by the revelation of whether or not cheese exists within the fridge for a cheese sandwich can not be made without cheese - furthermore, blah blah blah blah blah...
Also, am 22, am from sexy Australia in sexy Melbourne, have great sexy wit, wear sexy glasses, and due to my extreme sexy sexiness I go to sexy Monash University (angietoldmetoaddthis).
Last.fm: http://www.last.fm/user/1_Guy (ADD ME)
My family has always been private about our time spent together. It was our way of keeping one thing that was ours, with a man we shared with an entire world. But now that’s gone, and I feel stripped bare. My last day with him was his birthday, and I will be forever grateful that my brothers and I got to spend that time alone with him, sharing gifts and laughter. He was always warm, even in his darkest moments. While I’ll never, ever understand how he could be loved so deeply and not find it in his heart to stay, there’s minor comfort in knowing our grief and loss, in some small way, is shared with millions. It doesn’t help the pain, but at least it’s a burden countless others now know we carry, and so many have offered to help lighten the load. Thank you for that.
To those he touched who are sending kind words, know that one of his favorite things in the world was to make you all laugh. As for those who are sending negativity, know that some small, giggling part of him is sending a flock of pigeons to your house to poop on your car. Right after you’ve had it washed. After all, he loved to laugh too…
Dad was, is and always will be one of the kindest, most generous, gentlest souls I’ve ever known, and while there are few things I know for certain right now, one of them is that not just my world, but the entire world is forever a little darker, less colorful and less full of laughter in his absence. We’ll just have to work twice as hard to fill it back up again.