En bit choklad,
kan väl inte skad'?
så motsatsen, att avstå,
och ersätta med selleri rå,
borde väl inte vara så svårt?
beslutet var ju ändå vårt!
en rutten kyckling i min kyl,
möglig philadelphiaost, och dyl,
kan inte ersätta en ferraribil röd!
speciellt när allt man har är hårt mjukt bröd.
nej, mina vänner, snart får det räcka,
hur länge kan en månad utan socker räcka?
Showing posts with label regret. Show all posts
Showing posts with label regret. Show all posts
2010-04-06
2009-05-17
Alive 17/5
once again i've shirked my responsibilies. if it makes you feel better, i can tell you i feel horrible about it.
but this week isn't about me. i would like to officially welcome Lolly back into the fold. (i hope that's okay; me being the official spokesperson here.) i would love to hear what all my friends have been up to, but a comment from You would make me very happy.
and i'm not too proud to beg. see...
please?
but this week isn't about me. i would like to officially welcome Lolly back into the fold. (i hope that's okay; me being the official spokesperson here.) i would love to hear what all my friends have been up to, but a comment from You would make me very happy.
and i'm not too proud to beg. see...
please?
2008-06-29
Everything happens precisely as it should.
I was considering making this weeks youtube a video containing a man in a studded belt and a black g-string. I decided against it in order to post a post with some quasi-philosophical content.
As I was looking at tiny's boobs and contemplated life in general the sweet strands of "Non, je ne regrette rien" began to flow through my mind.
There are two types of no regret.
First of all we have the type of regret for actions done or left undone. It is pointless to regret what we have done because it can never be undone. Regret for things left undone however will leave us bitter and broken, therefore it is best to always take the chance. No matter how stupid or insane an action might seem. Act rather than stay passive and be forced into reacting.
The second type of no regret is the type we Oddballs spend our time trying to perfect. A bohemian version of punk. Visions of Änglagård invades my mind, not just because of the Edith Piaf association (Richard Wolff) but also because of the protagonists outsidership. Fuck Fanny, she was a wimp, but Zac on the other hand. Yeah, Zac had that oomph. We will never be cool and we will never fit in, but we will be our own odd selves and we will have no regrets. As I look back at our little gettogethers and trips I'd say we are doing mighty fine with having no regrets. Hence the random boobs, weird outfits and picnics in cemeteries.
Regrets are not for us.
As I was looking at tiny's boobs and contemplated life in general the sweet strands of "Non, je ne regrette rien" began to flow through my mind.
There are two types of no regret.
First of all we have the type of regret for actions done or left undone. It is pointless to regret what we have done because it can never be undone. Regret for things left undone however will leave us bitter and broken, therefore it is best to always take the chance. No matter how stupid or insane an action might seem. Act rather than stay passive and be forced into reacting.
The second type of no regret is the type we Oddballs spend our time trying to perfect. A bohemian version of punk. Visions of Änglagård invades my mind, not just because of the Edith Piaf association (Richard Wolff) but also because of the protagonists outsidership. Fuck Fanny, she was a wimp, but Zac on the other hand. Yeah, Zac had that oomph. We will never be cool and we will never fit in, but we will be our own odd selves and we will have no regrets. As I look back at our little gettogethers and trips I'd say we are doing mighty fine with having no regrets. Hence the random boobs, weird outfits and picnics in cemeteries.
Regrets are not for us.
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