These voice overs for dragonball z kai are fucking lame. gohan was cooler when a gitl did his voice.
The adoration for the cultures and practices of minorities in this country is disgusting. its not even about the novelty of a trend, its about being someone you're not. an idea equally alluring to the lot of those who have felt their life, thus far, have been too strictly examined. god forbid anyone just say i'm ok with being me and let those fools on tv overact their jubilation.
Jesus christ i'm awesome.
does time run faster in japan??? or maybe its slower. perhaps thats why they're so smart, their brain matter is greater and that portion of the world has a greater mass which causes time to slow down there. time meaning the speed at which a...ll particles mobe and interact.
that has to be the reason why these fucking dragonball z episodes were always short as fuck and around 20 minutes or so.
everyone gets to decide who they want to be. who are you to say what trends are right and wrong for them to follow?
I wasn't speakin ill of trends but the very definition of a trend implies a follower doesn't really find any identity in one. an identity would last longer than however long some aesthetic is cool.
There are sooooo many implications from just one commercial. as i have aged, i can see a lot easier now how these stupid segments of perfection have effected me and everyone else. all this hype over one product or another, this show or that... show. its outrageous. i cant believe somewhere some people are making these shits thinking ''well this is how all kids act, how their homes are, and this is what they both need and want so we're gonna sell to them.''
even worse, marketers and advertisers probably areny even thinking about that shit. they're selling a product which means beliefs and opinions must be swayed in favore of the seller.
My dearest, wherever you are, i want you more than my next breath.
My loveliest, whoever you are, i hope you can keep sane until i reach you.
Dear grandma, turn that motherfucking heater off.
Bruce Wayne : OMG..PEOPLE ARE DYING ALFRED!!! WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE ME DO???
Alfred: Endure
*nearly weeps in theater and then goes on to compose the complicity of my personal philosophy on these lines from the dark knight movie
Iiiiiii ammmmm the mannnnnn in the boxxxx
burrrieeeedddd in SHIT
wonnnnttt youuuuuu come and savee meeee
yeeEeEEEeeeaaAAAAAAAA /layne's unnecessary vibrato
Wallow all the day long, borrow all the sane sold
Rofl at this lyric in the dragonball z kai theme song, ''nothing ever dies we will rise again!'
We're raised to believe there is some formula for success and there is, but there are infinite variables and they arent all as easily manipulable as studying incessantly to get good grades.
Whatever age group you're in, you only know the ones that survive. if old, plenty have became homeless or committed suicide or ran to some other continent or state. if middle aged, plenty have become homeless or committed suicide or loss track of their career's or ran to some other continent. if you're young, plenty didn't even survive birth or they have become homeless or committed suicide or ran away from home.
Of course my love, whatever you want even if its not me.
We cant be the only intelligent species or organism in all the universes capable of love. i wonder how many hearts have been broken. how many houses have been broken into. how many parents still get nostalgic about the birth of their offspring. these sadnesses cannot be exclusive to us.
You are not admirable for your dreams, dreams are the commodity of our collective experience. all imagination is uniform. what face or place you wish to have your sorrow relinquished is the only variation between each. thus we hold onto what it is we wish to have and think its by far so much more important than a disregard of self, temporarily, for the betterment of everyone. human selfishness is most profuse when examining our desires. and we couldnt be more immoral than when we are only true to ourselves.
Good poetry is all about timing and placement. to not rush your point but not take too long to arrive at it. and placing words around each other that get along and compose a very coherent image or idea. both done right end up bruising the boredom of a reader. done perfectly its like what id imagine sex is. leading up to a breaking point you've been waiting for since you began the endeavor.
HOW'S IT GONNA BE MY ART IF YOU'RE DICTATING THE MEDIUM OF EXPRESSION?- jane from daria
ha, thats why punk and hip hop and pop are dead. all signed acts have bosses to please.
And up next to be raped: indie and freak folk. theyve been getting raped with all these solemn and serene fucking songs where singer sings mournfully but happily and perseveres and is not porttayed as the cunt singer is. music is sooooooo deadddd.
Its getting much easier for me to pretend I don't exist.
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