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Ramble/Rant time
When will people realise that maturity and depth are natural? When are they going to get that forcing such things makes you look utterly pretentious and as idiotic as those they are trying to distance themselves from? If you are a noteably deep person you are and if you aren't, tough tits. This constant attempt to generate the appearance of such a thing in my opinion makes people worse than the 'lower beings' they are trying to prove superiority to.
I realise that at first glance, ranting about these things may make me appear like i'm in the same vicinity, but the thing is I would much rather be seen as a saft, random silly 'un than feel this constant need to try and prove to people that i'm mature and really inciteful.
Real incite is like real maturity. It's knowing when it is called for, applying it as such and not beating people over the head with what poor imitation you can muster. Because frankly, the result leaves you one inredibly soulless, passionless bore of a mess.
I have spoken. Now I am off to pretend i'm a photography enthusiast, literature loving, humourless moron
:)
When will people realise that maturity and depth are natural? When are they going to get that forcing such things makes you look utterly pretentious and as idiotic as those they are trying to distance themselves from? If you are a noteably deep person you are and if you aren't, tough tits. This constant attempt to generate the appearance of such a thing in my opinion makes people worse than the 'lower beings' they are trying to prove superiority to.
I realise that at first glance, ranting about these things may make me appear like i'm in the same vicinity, but the thing is I would much rather be seen as a saft, random silly 'un than feel this constant need to try and prove to people that i'm mature and really inciteful.
Real incite is like real maturity. It's knowing when it is called for, applying it as such and not beating people over the head with what poor imitation you can muster. Because frankly, the result leaves you one inredibly soulless, passionless bore of a mess.
I have spoken. Now I am off to pretend i'm a photography enthusiast, literature loving, humourless moron
:)
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