man the gallows. we've got a long day ahead.
yup, there's just no way of getting around it.
happiness makes you stupid.
enough suffering will see anyone to a wiser and
smarter state. in contrast to their respective
happy state, that is.
so keep those longings in your heart locked up tight.
enjoy cutting a rug at the club or taking an unscheduled nap
in the middle of the day. walk to work instead of drive one day.
drive down a road you've never driven just to feel the
subtle difference.
but don't miss love.
don't miss the good times.
they're just pitstops on the road to productivity
and potholes on the highway of life.
the ups, the downs, and the back and forths.
they are only there to inspire.
and are short lived at best.
because, face it, even if you did find that special person and you
found happiness in their arms what are you gonna do then? get married and have kids?
it doesn't happen that way anymore. you'll be happy for a time.
how long is irrelevant because you'll be too happy to pay attention.
then, one day, their growing distance fires a grand finale of leaving your
ass for someone with whom the love's still dripping shiny red.
and you'll waste the next several days to months recalibrating your
pathetically gone-all-wrong view of how life works.
stand alone. stop clawing at anything that passes by for fuk sake.
where are the other humans that aren't disgusting parasites??
cause the only connection i can see between these "creatures"
is an umbilical cord. and if that is what they call love then color me ill.
you know who you are. you may even be reading this. feeling all achy-hearted
with me shining a rude light on your precious little demon of neeeeed.
you make me sick. fucking sick.
go ahead. curl up like a dying roach on the floor.
and let the stomping commence.
for annihilation is the only true salvation.
happiness makes you stupid.
enough suffering will see anyone to a wiser and
smarter state. in contrast to their respective
happy state, that is.
so keep those longings in your heart locked up tight.
enjoy cutting a rug at the club or taking an unscheduled nap
in the middle of the day. walk to work instead of drive one day.
drive down a road you've never driven just to feel the
subtle difference.
but don't miss love.
don't miss the good times.
they're just pitstops on the road to productivity
and potholes on the highway of life.
the ups, the downs, and the back and forths.
they are only there to inspire.
and are short lived at best.
because, face it, even if you did find that special person and you
found happiness in their arms what are you gonna do then? get married and have kids?
it doesn't happen that way anymore. you'll be happy for a time.
how long is irrelevant because you'll be too happy to pay attention.
then, one day, their growing distance fires a grand finale of leaving your
ass for someone with whom the love's still dripping shiny red.
and you'll waste the next several days to months recalibrating your
pathetically gone-all-wrong view of how life works.
stand alone. stop clawing at anything that passes by for fuk sake.
where are the other humans that aren't disgusting parasites??
cause the only connection i can see between these "creatures"
is an umbilical cord. and if that is what they call love then color me ill.
you know who you are. you may even be reading this. feeling all achy-hearted
with me shining a rude light on your precious little demon of neeeeed.
you make me sick. fucking sick.
go ahead. curl up like a dying roach on the floor.
and let the stomping commence.
for annihilation is the only true salvation.