Saturday, July 9, 2011

throw down on 10 to win

so i need a topic. everyday. everything.

today's topic is... sailing.
nah, just kidding haha.
topic... give me 10.
and so be it


give me 10, by kr-kriller.

i was on time to something today. i have been making that a practice of mine, being on time. actually, i was late, but only by choice. i thought that it would be better. my aunt and uncle, you see, they are timely people but i thought that i should give them some time. everyone could use a little time here and there. thyme or time. we might all just benefit from a pinch of each. so back to the time thing. they (my aunt and uncle) get off of work at 5:00pm and so i wanted to be there at 5:10pm or so. i think i did just that, but i forgot to check the time. anyways, point is that i wanted to give them 10. i wanted to give them 10 minutes to take that moment in their lives so that they could appreciate what was going on. is it respect? fuck, i don't know. I'm learning these things as i go on and on and on and on.

so i thought about how this relates to me, because, well... well, because i love to love me. and in loving me, i must relate everything back to me. in my waiting i realized that i enjoy the moments that i have to prepare myself. i just need 10. i can give you 10, i mean, i can try. regardless, the nitty-gritty is that i have fallen ill to that horrible saying " treat others how you want to be treated." and i like to be treated with a notice of 10 minutes and so i told them that i would be there at 5:00pm but i really got there at 5:10pm(ish). i want that from other people. i get that from other people and sometimes i do it for them.
gross.
so fuck it. do things for me and i will do things for you. give me 10. i need ten minutes to think about something. this, of course, applies to only a few things in my life, but my life consists of only a small few important things. so 10, so fucking give me 10.  give me 10 doll hairs. give me 10 gallons of Camel milk. give me 10 yards of woven lily leaves. give me 10 bags of child meat and potatoes.

i want to want it all. so give it up.

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