I remember watching the films from the 1950s where they went over some really high class neighborhoods and everything was the same. All of the women were the same, all of the men were the same, and all of the houses were the same.
I hate conformity. Screw conformity. I may not be the same kind of goth kid I was when I grew up but I’m certainly not going to simply be the same as everyone else, and that is why I bought a custom home instead.
It didn’t matter whether I bought Tampa custom homes, one of the custom homes in Orlando or one of the Panama City custom homes. To me, there is no difference as long as I can build my home the way I want it, free of the constraints of society that leave my own creative imagination stuck inside myself, scared to see the light.
All I need now is some glow in the dark paint for the outside of my home so that people see that I light up at night despite what the rest of the world thinks. I don’t know if they sell that though. Maybe in Germany. They do a lot of weird things in Germany.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
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