Thursday, November 29, 2012

There Never Was Just One

This morning I stumbled upon a random Tumbler (it's like Blogger's cousin that drinks PBR or craft cocktails) that takes screen grabs of Google's autofill function.
Most of the time, the autofill feature is useful and accurate, yet there are these rare times when it's strangely poignant. For example:



I've been mesmerized by them all day. They are all typically four or five lines, but somehow speak to a quiet, hidden, universal truth. I tried to find a few of my own. Here are some I discovered. 


A short four lines, but strangely powerful. 

Depression. 


A western told in four lines. 

I liked the subversiveness of this one. 

This one broke my heart a little bit. It's four lines we've all asked. 

I never knew you. I never told you. 



Guilt. Jealousy. Lust. Regret. 


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