I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
- Nine Inch Nails, Hurt
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Nothing beats having a boyfriend with the same concerning obsession with virtual headgear as you.
There’s a wonderful piece of research by a guy called David Dunning at Cornell, who’s a friend of mine I’m proud to say, who pointed out that to know how good you are at something, requires the same amount of skills as to be good at that thing in the first place. Which means, and this is terribly funny, that if you’re absolutely no good at something at all, then you lack exactly the skills to know that you’re absolutely no good at it. And this explains, not just Hollywood, but almost the entirety of Fox News.
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paginacinco asked: I'm still after another design by you, you know :)