i used to give a shit about the young artists that filled the web with their beauty and color and life. now, i am just so sick of them; how they quote their favorite bright eyes or my morning jacket song; how they talk about the boys that they love; how they use photoshop to paint their mod self-portraits. maybe this is just a passing feeling, but i just have an emo kid overload at the moment.

and music is bothering me, too. i have listened to nothing but tool, nine inch nails, and erase errata for the past two weeks. music is boring, i need something new.

< /whine >

addendum.

this was a failed mission. it had no hope, really. my mind wanders and falters and i fade in and out of consciousness idly.

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