even though i don't really mind the taste of diet drinks ever, i don't like the idea of being cheated sometimes. i know what real tastes like (even though real in that sense is the fakest taste ever, so some times i must want really fake) and i don't want modified.

from:
"I hate diet coke and believe that must be what whale piss must taste like," FB
-RRRRRRRRR

when is it better to quote and when is it better to generalize?

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but don't stop there. you don't want the image to become self-fulfilling.

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very bad day yesterday culminating in a powerful nightmare and threatening another bad day. reads like an emotional forecast, which we're probably as good at as meteorological. however, we can affect emotions more readily than the weather. at least, we can prepare for and escape the ranging effects of both.

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feeling like this blog has fewer posts than any of my other blogs. could it be that i do have some kind of organized purpose, or is it just that taking the time to get down random thoughts seems like a waste?

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Here is my "elitist genius brain" getting in trouble again: I don't want to talk about all the inane things over which people place high importance and I'm not ruled by money. How do I associate? How do I progress in a society that has set me up to fail?

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Love is newly defined by tehcheez. It is something in which we find some outstanding characteristic, not that thing which defies who we are by redirecting our major affections toward it in some strange way.

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We are consumers by the very nature of our bodies. (Though we give oxygen back to plants....) We are allowed to remain because we manipulate our external environments to sustain ourselves. At this point, we will run out long before our sun does.

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Love is beautiful pixels others have long forgotten.

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