Polish them rockets now, and swallow those pills...
If you've never listened to "Spacelord" by Monster Magnet, you should, because it will change your life. Well, okay, it probably won't change your life, but you should listen to it anyway because I told you to.
Anyway, two packs of cigarettes and a day of work later I've decided to scrap all this whiny shit. Why, you ask?
"Because!" I shout triumphantly. I am okay. Sometimes it takes a while for me to figure that out, but I did, so I'm going to stop bitching. Plus, bitching doesn't make it better. Also, Batman.
Besides, bitching don't pay no bills! Sometimes it really is like a war with your own mind, trying to stay on top of your emotions, but I'm definitely doing okay now.
I've decided I'm going to start being more creative, like writing and drawing... I was also going to cut off my own ear, but I could only find a plastic butterknife... and I need it to hear things.
Anyway, I wish I had pictures of the Moron Olympics, but I don't. I'll just say that I won the "Who can jump farthest from the roof and land in the full trash can" competition.
Anyfuck, I should go do something productive, like re-creating the Statue of David using only spittle and bread...
Oh, I forgot:
Behold my mind-shattering pelvic thrust of victory!!!!!
Aaaah...that felt good...
Anyway, two packs of cigarettes and a day of work later I've decided to scrap all this whiny shit. Why, you ask?
"Because!" I shout triumphantly. I am okay. Sometimes it takes a while for me to figure that out, but I did, so I'm going to stop bitching. Plus, bitching doesn't make it better. Also, Batman.
Besides, bitching don't pay no bills! Sometimes it really is like a war with your own mind, trying to stay on top of your emotions, but I'm definitely doing okay now.
I've decided I'm going to start being more creative, like writing and drawing... I was also going to cut off my own ear, but I could only find a plastic butterknife... and I need it to hear things.
Anyway, I wish I had pictures of the Moron Olympics, but I don't. I'll just say that I won the "Who can jump farthest from the roof and land in the full trash can" competition.
Anyfuck, I should go do something productive, like re-creating the Statue of David using only spittle and bread...
Oh, I forgot:
Behold my mind-shattering pelvic thrust of victory!!!!!
Aaaah...that felt good...