Tuesday, November 04, 2003
Sometimes: Excerpts from the Mind of a Madman
Sometimes I think that I'm just the stupidest person anyone knows and maybe I'm just too stupid to realize that I am in this dire need of Special Ed. I wonder if retarded people know that they are retarded, or if they recognize other retarded people for that matter. I think life would be a lot simpler. I mean everything would be perfect because ignorance is bliss, right? That wasn't really a question because I know ignorance is bliss. I love the feeling. I miss being a kid. I don't really miss my childhood in particular, just how simple it all was. Nothing to worry about ever!
"It makes me mad at truth for loving what was you."
Sometimes I think that I'm just the stupidest person anyone knows and maybe I'm just too stupid to realize that I am in this dire need of Special Ed. I wonder if retarded people know that they are retarded, or if they recognize other retarded people for that matter. I think life would be a lot simpler. I mean everything would be perfect because ignorance is bliss, right? That wasn't really a question because I know ignorance is bliss. I love the feeling. I miss being a kid. I don't really miss my childhood in particular, just how simple it all was. Nothing to worry about ever!
"It makes me mad at truth for loving what was you."
// posted by Unknown @ 9:29 PM 
