There Isn't Much That I Feel I Need

Omg. (I'm really hoping you're not pronouncing that as "oh em gee" because it's not. Don't kid yourself, please. (SUBPARENTHESES: That's sort of sarcastic, maybe? So don't take it too harshly. Really. END SUBPARENTHESES)) But really. I say that as in "ahmg(uh)" if you were wondering. As if it were a word. Because it is. You know.

But really. omg. Animal Collective. <3 My Girls. Love that.

There isn't much that I feel I need. A solid soul and the blood I bleed. With a little girl and by my spouse. I only want a proper house.

I don't care for fancy things. Or to depart on the (freshest wave?). (But to provide for one who asks. I will with heart on my fathers grave.?)

I don't mean to seem like I care about material things. Like a social (stance?). I just want four walls and adobe slats for my girls.

So. Actually. This brings up a good point. Well, I'm going to bring up a good point. LYRICS SUCK. And I don't mean these lyrics suck. I just mean that when you can't understand what the lyrics really are it makes things so fucking confusing! Like, all those things in parentheses. I don't even know if they're actually saying that. AND WATCHING THEM LIVE DOES NOT HELP ME. In fact, I understand them less! But that doesn't stop me from loving this song. But really. It's a great song.

Anyways.... I *totally* got distracted about what I was going to say. (Fucking Animal Collective). First off, I guess I just want to say that I noticed that I have almost no problem using profanity through text, but once it comes to saying them verbally, it's a lot more difficult for me to do. I suppose I find some sort of offense to them still, verbally. Or maybe I just feel uncomfortable saying them out loud... At least around people. But yeah. I don't know. It's not that it's a bad thing or anything. But I just don't know... Whatever. Anyway. Anyway. The real thing I wanted to talk about that I don't think I brought up before, is how I started thinking of how I think about certain things. I just recently started pondering more upon my "care" for things. It started off when I was talking to one of my friends at a coffee shop, but that's irrelevant really. So, I was thinking about how I'm not sure if I really care for things, or if I'm actually in denial about caring for things because I do tend to say things like "I don't care" a lot. The more I think about it, the more confused I get. I don't think I really care for much things, but that might just be me trying not to care about things. I'm not really sure about feelings in general I guess though. What are feelings? What are emotions? What is the difference? But yeah. So, caring. I feel like it's a real arbitrary thing. I mean, sure, maybe I do care about things, but to what extent? Also, there's all these minuscule.... things? Not really sure what word I was thinking of... But whatever. Things of that nature! Or something.

Now, I've lost it. Meh. INQUISITION!

(What a way to end that, right?)


EDIT: VERY IMPORTANT!
Good thing I found the lyrics for My Girls on Animal Collective's website. Good thing they have that. I'm glad. I'm now seeing it in a new light with less frustration towards the song.

Isn’t much that I feel I need

a solid soul and the blood I bleed

With a little girl, and by my spouse

I only want a proper house

There isn’t much that I feel I need:

a solid soul and the blood I bleed.

But with a little girl, and by my spouse

I only want a proper house

I don’t care for fancy things

Or to take part in a pressured race.

But to provide for them when they ask

I will, with heart, on my father’s grave

On my father’s grave

I don’t mean

To seem like I care about material things,

Like our social status,

I just want

Four walls and adobe slabs

For my girls

RE: EDIT:
OH. MY. GOSH. THE SITE I GOT THESE LYRICS FROM ISN'T EVEN THE ANIMAL COLLECTIVE WEBSITE. WHAT IS THIS? WHY? WAI?.... :<
THERE IS NOW A WHOLE NEW FRUSTRATION NOW. :(
I GIVE UP.