Sometimes I "dislike" or "despise" life...not necessarily mine, just the whole concept of living such a dumb fucking life. Whether you are religious or not...would "god" create BMWs and million dollar shoes? And if you're not religious, then why give a shit at all, or rather care more, because you realize that this is all you have. Buying time..."it's BUYING time"...and so the rich stay rich and the poor stay poor, blah fucking blah. Who gives a shit if we rot in a mansion or in the gutter anymore, we're all fucking maggots, parasites. We die as stupidly as the deer that runs into traffic or the plumber that flushes his head down the toilet. Who needs this shit? At least write about it. When the bitch in the ass, tit and clit hugging dress shows up, don't give a damn. When the fuckhead with the million dollar watch shows up in his limo, don't give a shit. Live. I'd say piss on their dreams but they probably don't have any. They walk around sterile and clear...without struggle except for their addictions and nightmares...something is missing, isn't there?Indeed, your fucking mind. You can stand anywhere in the world but if you can't process the enormity or the privilege, than you must be a shitfuck with money. I don't need much money. But the little money that I have had has bought me out of some bad situations, like waking up and getting out of bed.
Monday, May 6, 2013
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