Love it? Worship it.
Hate it? Trash it.
There is no meh.
Not anymore, at least.
The culture of not having any kind of reaction to an occurrence, being, or object, does not exist anymore.
I cannot say, “I don’t care about this,” anymore.
“What did you think of her? Isn’t this the coolest? Why can’t you see, this is just SO wrong! OMG, what he did is SO amazing.”
I haven’t the faintest idea what you all are talking about. And I like it that way.
I don’t care who said what to whom, or what that person said in response to said person.
I don’t care why he’s doing what he’s doing as long as he’s doing it way over there in his corner of the world where he’s all alone and by himself.
I don’t care if she’s not doing anything about what he’s doing as long as she’s not doing her thing anywhere around where anyone else might be bothered about her thing.
Stop making me respond to things that doesn’t need any more attention than it’s already had so far from the rest of the world.
The struggle to find the medium between fanaticism and being passionless isn’t that hard. There’s hot/warm/cold. Hot is only good for when things get too cold. Cold is only good for when things get too hot. Where’s warm? Right where I’m standing.
I feel a lot of things, but I don’t feel passionate enough about any of them to shove it down your throat.
I don’t feel a lot of things, but I’m not dispassionate about something so much that I’d literally tear down anything and everything to do with it.
Stop hyping things that don’t need to be hyped. Stop demeaning things that deserve a chance. There is a place for everything.
Feeling meh is good. Feeling meh gives you a balanced perspective. Feeling meh doesn’t fuck with your brain to choose sides over a pointless battle that’ll eventually just lead to hate, war, and destruction.
Meh is good. Meh is the shit.
Find the medium.
Find meh.
Hate it? Trash it.
There is no meh.
Not anymore, at least.
The culture of not having any kind of reaction to an occurrence, being, or object, does not exist anymore.
I cannot say, “I don’t care about this,” anymore.
“What did you think of her? Isn’t this the coolest? Why can’t you see, this is just SO wrong! OMG, what he did is SO amazing.”
I haven’t the faintest idea what you all are talking about. And I like it that way.
I don’t care who said what to whom, or what that person said in response to said person.
I don’t care why he’s doing what he’s doing as long as he’s doing it way over there in his corner of the world where he’s all alone and by himself.
I don’t care if she’s not doing anything about what he’s doing as long as she’s not doing her thing anywhere around where anyone else might be bothered about her thing.
Stop making me respond to things that doesn’t need any more attention than it’s already had so far from the rest of the world.
The struggle to find the medium between fanaticism and being passionless isn’t that hard. There’s hot/warm/cold. Hot is only good for when things get too cold. Cold is only good for when things get too hot. Where’s warm? Right where I’m standing.
I feel a lot of things, but I don’t feel passionate enough about any of them to shove it down your throat.
I don’t feel a lot of things, but I’m not dispassionate about something so much that I’d literally tear down anything and everything to do with it.
Stop hyping things that don’t need to be hyped. Stop demeaning things that deserve a chance. There is a place for everything.
Feeling meh is good. Feeling meh gives you a balanced perspective. Feeling meh doesn’t fuck with your brain to choose sides over a pointless battle that’ll eventually just lead to hate, war, and destruction.
Meh is good. Meh is the shit.
Find the medium.
Find meh.
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