Friday, February 3, 2017

Babble

She doesn't possess something so pedestrian as mere empathy; anyone who isn't a sociopath has that shit. No, she is so much better than that, better than you and me. You and me, we see a thing as it is. She sees the soul of a thing. She sees what it's aching to be, what she is about to mold it into. And just for being nearer to her, that thing becomes better, closer to what it's always wanted to become, you know? Nah man, she will never be a girl you deserve, but she'll make you better than you ever were. 

I'm going to take my coffee mug and go watch The Daily Show.

I find myself really starting to love Trevor Noah.

If you gave up on him, go read his biography Born A Crime. It'll make you reconsider.

Titty sprinkles!