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I sit here and think about it all.
I think about how I wish I could just go crazy and become insensitive to it all, getting filled with drugs while drool hangs out the corner of my mouth; sitting staring aimlessly at a padded wall. Ahhh, wouldn't that be the life? Just have a little fuk-all and you'll be quite fine, really. Why not prescribe to a daily dose? Why not subscribe to a weekly newsletter? Screw it - go annual - grab a years worth of fuk-all... cuz it really don't matter.
Our time here is finite, over in a blink if you think about it. If we're lucky enough to make it that long. We can hate those around us, we can spend our energy and time thinking how miserable we are when we could otherwise be living our life and leaving misery behind. Drama fills the voids of the ignorant.
People lie to you. Get used to it. People use you. Expect it. One in a million will love you. Relish in it while you can.
Life is nothing more than a series of events, each one after the other - coming non stop. We can surf them laughing wildly, or get pulled under and surface sputtering whenever we can to just get a breath. It really is our choice. No matter what you believe in - believe in the fact we choose our path, every minute of every day.
It's so hard to get past the rocky ledges of betrayal. It's difficult to leave the comforting scenery behind when we don't know whats behind the curve ahead. I say grin and stare wide eyed. I say pay attention in the curves because its our own blindness that causes accidents. I say embrace the winds of change - I say stare fate in the face, I say enjoy this ride because the next one may be even more miserable - and if its not, then you're that much better.
Fuck those who do you wrong, they are trapped in their own sick little world. One I'll never understand - and actually, one that I never want to understand. I don't really care, they deserve what they create. Carry on and sally forth. Move forward because to live in the past is to die. Besides, with your eyes on the past you can easily overlook what could possibly become the best thing you've ever known.
To hell with those uncaring lying cocksuckers.... to hell with them all.
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