"I Will Work As Long As My Life Remains. Working For My Food Is What Has Made Me Happy In This Life."

O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.

William Shakespeare - Hamlet

The Whole History of the World

A 12 step program:

1 - Earth is formed from dust and shit

2 - Water forms, weird little fish frog things come out

3 - Monkeys evolve from said fish frogs in southern africa

4 - Monkeys leave africa, come up with religion

5 - Lots and lots of people die over religions

6 - we start farming animals, get a slew of diseases

7 - we wipe eachother out with diseases

8 - we invent penicillin and shit

9 - we go back to killing eachother over cartoon characters in the sky

10 - History repeats itself

11 - We all get fat, and destroy the atmosphere, we die and take everything with us

12 - The sun dies, no one is around to notice we were ever there

The End

Here’s a realistic song about Junkies, I say realistic because it doesn’t glorify it or belittle said people, it’s written from first hand observation and is well, a damn decent song in general...

an observation on the sexes by no one, IE me.  Women appear to be small children always, always needing validation, attention, affirmation they are alive via pretty nailpolish and well groomed hair, what have you, however when one is to observe this, they are reprehensible, terrible people, and are surely just sexist. 

Women dont lead the statistics in cutting and bulimia because men demand that of them, thats their own fuckin looney minds at work, and i refuse to be the scapegoat for womens fuckin hysteria, both sexes are damaged, your sex is just damaged in a very vocal fuckin, look at me sort of way...charming.

“ Sometimes i feel so happy, sometime I feel so sad.  Sometimes I feel so happy, but mostly you just, make me mad, baby you just, make me mad. Linger on, your pale blue eyes, linger on, your pale blue eyes.  Thought of you as my mountaintop, thought of you as my peak, thought of you as everything, I’ve had but, couldn’t keep, I’ve had but couldn’t keep.”

2pm and I’m already basically shitfaced.  Happy sabbath jesus, love the hair.

Facebook is just filled with suicide awareness posts today, everytime i log in infact its some new obituary from some junkie i went to school with or whatever, the ones not od’ing are blowing their faces off...

Nows where I pretend to feel bad, pretend we were good buds, and pretend the worlds worse off without em, when infact, its the exact opposite in every way.  7 billion people, mostly useless, go ahead and blow ya face off, no one gives a fuck.