Get your Recommended Daily Dose of Retard.Subscribe to Noisy, Noisy, Man via RSS or email and help save innocent puppies. It’s been quite a while since we heard from my Inner Child, haven’t we? I honestly don’t know what to do with this next Inner Child Therapy session since I haven’t been emo and shit lately. [...]
INNER CHILD: Geez, you look horrible. What’s up?
ME: … I can’t write.
INNER CHILD: Seriously?
ME: Yeah.
INNER CHILD: No way. Writer’s block much?
ME: Yes, okay? Now get off my back and stop badgering me.
INNER CHILD: You’re mean.
ME: No, seriously. I’ve been staring at this goddamn laptop for days already and I can’t come up [...]
By Ade | February 25, 2008
In a few months I’ll turn 25. Afterwards, it’ll be like half a decade before I reach 30. Imagine that. Two and a half decades. And now looking back, I see I have this impressive list of achievements in my life so far:
Um, okay. Maybe I don’t have any real achievements at all. Except for [...]
Ade: This morning, I found three gray hairs on my head.
Inner Child: So?
Ade: That means I’m growing old, you insensitive sonofabitch.
Inner Child: And tell me again, why should I care?
Ade: Um, because you’re part of my subconscious?
Inner Child: And?
Ade: I knew it, you couldn’t care less if I’m on the road [...]
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I dunno if it’s the weather, or the season, or just whatever, but I am again going through another bout of emo. I mean, it’s crappy and all when I’m in the middle of an insulting session with some fairy midget and then suddenly my life flashes before my very eyes:
Yeah, my life just bored [...]
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Funny thing about going through a lot of emoness and change: you tend to think more. Also, in thinking more, I tend to become less retarded and - dare I say it - introspective. So laugh at me all you want, but I actually want to write something that makes sense for once. Sort of.
So [...]
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