Saturday, January 9, 2010

This is how I'm feeling today...

Sort of melancholy actually... Although Mark Hoppus is making me feel a little bit better.





Don't waste your time on me, you're already a voice inside my head. How easily replaceable we all are. Either with objects, or immersing yourself in work, or finding someone else. Eventually, we can all be made to disappear. Memories and feelings become faint, until they are gone. It's not always a bad thing. Sometimes it's the greatest thing that can happen. But one day, you'll be sitting in your bedroom brushing your teeth, and you'll realize that you don't really remember anymore. And it will make you melancholy...

17 comments:

Chops McGee said...

That is sad Ginger. This song makes me want to look up all my friends from high school and tell them how much they meant to me. I think I'm going to get on Faceboog and tell all my friends how much I miss them.

Also, that hairless cat scares the crap out of me for some reason.

Also, those chicks makin out was wicked hot. Especially the close up of them tongue jousting. We need more videos like this. Not the sad part, the hot chicks playing tonsil hockey part.

Ginger Snaps said...

I guess that's the beauty of facebook.

Cleopatra Jones said...

You brush your teeth in your bedroom?



This makes me sad. I can't handle the thought of people I love and who love me being replaced.... This just shows that we have to work at the relationships that we cherish.

Ginger Snaps said...

Yup. I sit in the arm chairs right by the bathroom door. Cuz I'm too lazy to stand in the bathroom.


It is sad. And the thing that is the worst is that you don't even realize it 90% of the time, and then there's nothing you can do about it.

Ginger Snaps said...

And Chops...you do realize those are dudes dressed as chicks, right? Just checking.

Matt said...

Question: How long does it normally take for memories and feelings to become faint and disappear?

Ginger Snaps said...

Well, since you are a complete stranger and I have absolutely no idea what you are dealing with in life my answer is this... A long ass time. But it does get easier.

Might I suggest that you find a friend. Someone who makes you happy and who you can turn to with anything you're going through. Who doesn't judge and will love you no matter what you decide to do with your life. I have a friend like that and it has been the only bright spot in a lot of crappy days.

I would like to state for the record that I am not a licensed medical professional, but I am taking a psychology class at my local community college.

Thank you and have a nice day.

Matt said...

Could you be more specific when you say 'long ass time'? 1 week? 1 month? 1 year?

Luckily I have found that friend so I guess I'll keep riding that wave.

And as far as your unlicensed medical professionalism goes, I'm pretty impressed. You must have stayed at a Holiday Inn Express.

Ginger Snaps said...

You need to stop working in absolutes here. No one can put a time limit on feeling. What set it off for me was a missed birthday. I never forget dates ever, and as I was brushing my teeth that particular morning I realized, good hell... I forgot his birthday. I haven't done that in, well, ever. And that's when I realized I don't really think about him that much anymore either.

If someone had asked me the day before if I was over it I would have said no. I needed that moment to happen to be able to say...yeah...It's over and I'm okay with that.

Also, your profile pic is ridiculous. Can I have your number?

Matt said...

Well, dates won't work for me as I such with dates. It's more like memories for me.

But let me get this right. Once I remember that I've forgotten something, that's when I'm over it? Hmmmm.

And look who's talking gingerbread woman. Bite me.

Ginger Snaps said...

OH! HELL! NO! You did not just get an attitude with me. I will shove that fetch ball down your DAMN throat.

And should I be bothered that the only thing going through my mind right now is..."not the buttons, not the gum drop buttons."

I was trying to be nice to you and all I get is a Bite Me. Rude.

I don't think you ever really get over it 100%. But the realization that it isn't the number one thing on your mind all the time is kind of great. That's what I was trying to say. So shut the hell up.


Seriously though, Can I have your number? ;)

Ginger Snaps said...

Can I have it? Can I have it? My little croissant.

Matt said...

It's 1-800-BITE-MOI. Bite-me didn't work. I had to improvise.

Ginger Snaps said...

Know what does work...1-800-kiss-my-ass-bitch!!!!

Ginger Snaps said...

Hmm...weird...I dialed that number and got a gay sex line. All you had to say was I like gingerbread men, and I would have stopped asking. Good grief.

Matt said...

Yeah, that was me. Did you like my french accent? It's a little business I'm starting on the side.

Ginger Snaps said...

Phoney French accent, and only one ball that is waxed smooth. How did I not see it before? So sorry to bother you.

 

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