Monday, 22 February 2010

When Gossip speaks your name...


Wow! It's amzing the rumours you hear about yourself, as it sounds like you are having more fun. You start thinking "I wish I had done that!", but then you realise, this is not me at all. Gossip is best spread by bitches; as they bitch about everything and soon one little white grows into something everyone will believe. It's almost like bacteria, once it has it's catalyst you cannot stop it. People believe what they want to and like bacteria, the only way to beat it is to fight back. Basically use the source of information to release the cure. I despise those who gossip and I never see the point as it has the worst outcome. If anyone has ever seen the film GOSSIP with Kate Hudson, James Marsden, Lena Headey - they will know that gossip never ends nicely. The film is basically - *Three college students chose a class project on Gossip and how fast it spreads, which spirals out of control*

Ever since I saw this film it gave me a shudder to think that this is what happens when you gossip; as things do get twisted. If I ever hear something about a friend or someone I know quite well, I would rather hear the truth from their mouth rather than someone else who is outside the discussion. It's amazing how many people get involved in something that really does not concern them; it's got to be a talent if you know the supposed truth. When there is a conflict between two people and they were the only ones present at the time of their social engagement, then it is only the two of them that know the real truth. If one decides to alter reality making themselves the victim of a tragedy, then they are completely pathetic. They know the truth, why should they lie? Great question with a perfect answer = they basically want attention! They thrieve on attention and when attention is all on them, they feel good. But then again the attention does not last long, as soon as the real truth rises. Sorry I said attention way to much then. But that's clearly it and I have said it before - "Wake Up and pay attention!" and this is truly what people need to do, pay attention to the reality. I'm not saying I am a saint; Hey I make mistakes, but I never talk about people behind their backs, there's just no point. Telling someone the truth is far better than lying. Just like Fletcher Reede in Liar, Liar - he lies constantly, until one it comes back to haunt him.

And lies will come back and haunt you. I say always tell the truth, it's easy to remember. Lies are just manifestions that we cannot remember the whole story of and from person to person they become different; just like gossip. I'm quite observant with people and I pay attention to what they say if it's unusual and it's amazing how many change their stories. It's the far-fetched storylines that intrigue me as I write a lot of poems and short stories, so I know how to create a fantasy and they are bullshitting the fantasy. It's funny half my ideas come from their krazy imagination; and yes crazy with a K!

Rant is nearly over, but the reason for writing about gossip, is that I have been the victim of gossip. It's not like I care as I have many friends who know the real truth about me and what I am like. You think you would be hurt by what people call you, but as you grow older, you do tend not to care. What you really do is laugh! And while typing this I am smiling and laughing, as nothing could be more funny than people thinking that what they say or do to tanish your name is fucking hilarious. Those who think that they can tanish my name, really need to think again as I have so many bullets; I am like a Lord of War of Gossip! I'm not the one who will be firing, I just have them ammo ready to sell to the higest bidder and without sounding like I'm threatening - I'm not as, as I am no creep or that horrible. If people want to talk to me I will listen and make note of everything, it's really their fault if they are too trusting to blab about everything.



Ooo I few pictures to leave you with concerning GOSSIP!







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