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Pardon the late reply, I was merely musing on the paradox of that singular phrase. ‘Happy Birthday.’ Hah! It’s like you’re TRYING to tell me to be happy about becoming a year closer to death! Who would wish that on another person? Over looking the generalization that people are cruel. I must admit the delightful contradiction of a phrase has gt me all excited! How am I supposed to contain myself!? I mean, should I thank you, or take the same sentence as a threat? Decisions decisions… 
I JUST CAN’T DECIDE! This unsolvable conundrum will haunt me for the rest of my days!!! Or at least a couple.~ 
I guess I should just accept this as a reality and come to terms with this as your way of wishing me a happy story! And for that, I express my sincerest and most giddy thanks.



(( A response I wrote to Brian Massey on Facebook. Because he wished me (Graham) a happy Birthday and my entire brain was crying. ))

Why do so many of moments in one’s life seem so tedious? Tedium eats away our lives, making it hard for us to live exciting ones…

This can’t be…you wanna know my name? I guess that means…you’re concerned about me.But putting that aside for the moment you’ve hurt me quite deeply. And to wound the heart of someone for whom you show your concern, means that you don’t have the slightest understanding of love. I mean look, I was supposed to dismantle this vehicle, yet you’ve gone and destroyed the car in a most brutal and unsightly fashion. No! No no no! You can’t make me accept this! And although I can accept it. It is the truth, which is something I can’t tolerate. You’re the one that put me in this insufferable mood. So you’re gonna pay…

The world is glorious, good, evil, happiness, sadness. All of it is here. Those who destroy life in fits of insanity, and those who help protect the weak and powerless.The obsession with life is oh so beautiful. It’s something all people should appreciate.



 

Ahhh, so sad…So tragic. Such a travesty that has befallen us on this once happy day, boys! Where happiness and merriment once consumed plentiful hours, we are left in a state of gloom! The day has finally come, where I’ve run out of things to break! No new customers comin’ in. Without no new customers, no new cars. No new cars, no more DISMANTLING. RIGHT?! Oh god. I don’t know WHAT I’M GOING TO DO WITH MYSELF. 

Love? You want to hear what I think about LOVE?! Do you want the good or the bad? Or all of the above!
Everything, huh? 
Cool, let’s start.
Like Hate, Love is one of the things that bind our race of very different people together. Love is when you can’t stand to be apart from some one. When you’re heart feels like it’s left you to go find the other. It’s a wonderful and completely AMAZING feeling. People do amazing things in the name of love. Start wars, give up their lives, pick up a car if their lover is in danger!~ 
But love causes people to fall into a ignorant stupor. Or worse even yet is when you love some one SO much. And think they might love you back. Only to find out that isn’t the truth at all. 
Love, like Religion, is one of the biggest lies society tells you. People die for it, people kill for it, people spend their whole life looking for it. It’s a sad SAD story. 
I mean what good would falling in love do for me? I mean I’ve done it’s hundreds, perhaps THOUSANDS of times? And you know what? Nothing…. Absolutely nothing. I want to feel empty inside. Where no false feelings can penetrate an empty heart… And yet? It’s been hardwired in into my very EXISTANCE, that I need to find myself some one to spend the rest of my life with. Love? Is a deceitful black snake, lying in waiting like a woman in heat. Waiting to strike your very heart with it’s deadly poison. But to fall in love? That would be a TRUE story.  

 

girlugamesh:

Does substantial Graham/Ladd  exist out there?

tetterelaughingalonewithcorpses:

I only complain about it five million times a day