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Just... like... okay.
Nothing ever seems to change for the better, and when I feel things can't get any worse, they just stagnate until life fools me into beliving that the next bucket of shit was called for somehow. Y'know what... fuck that game. I gotta quit resorting to cliches for reassurence, for starters. It, as in "life", will get worse just to fuck with me for feeling so high and mighty in my lowness.
Just been sitting... waiting for miracles... bonging my fucking brains out when I should be lying to customers or kissing the ass of employers I should have... seriously - what the hell?
Okay, too many ellipsises, er, ellipses, errrr, fuck me for forgetting how to spell after winning all those spelling bees and representing my junior high schools two years in a row. Can't fucking say it 'till I know exactly what "it" is. Something's just not right. It's like this: because I'm not able to make use of my previous education, all my past merits and accomplishments seem to be melting away into atrophic, numbing oblivion. Something that eats my identity, all because it thinks it can get away with it. Optimism is necessary, but optimism needs fuel. Pessimism will sneak in the back door while you're taking a piss and won't shut the fuck up until you buy all it's products.
Sure there's shit going on in this world - inevitably people will believe and regurgitate anything they hear from the Syndicated Press until it screws up everyone's world outlook - these things reflect possible economic changes that will certainly determine peoples attitudes, spending habits, and ultimately where the "real" money will be in the future. Fuck gold, I'd invest in petroleum with my insider tips.
Whenever I read a newspaper, I'm never at a loss for something to worry about.
Just waiting for something inside to click... maybe invent the next great Fight Club, who knows? Romanticism animates life, and Koreans animate everythign in between. It's already dawned upon me that no amount of reassurence will make getting a job any more palattable. Like yeah, I should be pursuing my higher education, but instead I'm putting my future on hold so some real estate tycoon can start his day with a Frappuccino. Oh, fuck you.
Brought to you by Kirin beer. Kirin is a mythical Japanese beast bearing composite traits of both deer and dragon, which means it can probably paralyze itself with fear using it's own luminescent flame and trademark profanity, right before it's run over by it's own ego. Hey - I am what I eat, so excuse me if I personify with my food.
I'll feel better tomorrow, right?
Nothing ever seems to change for the better, and when I feel things can't get any worse, they just stagnate until life fools me into beliving that the next bucket of shit was called for somehow. Y'know what... fuck that game. I gotta quit resorting to cliches for reassurence, for starters. It, as in "life", will get worse just to fuck with me for feeling so high and mighty in my lowness.
Just been sitting... waiting for miracles... bonging my fucking brains out when I should be lying to customers or kissing the ass of employers I should have... seriously - what the hell?
Okay, too many ellipsises, er, ellipses, errrr, fuck me for forgetting how to spell after winning all those spelling bees and representing my junior high schools two years in a row. Can't fucking say it 'till I know exactly what "it" is. Something's just not right. It's like this: because I'm not able to make use of my previous education, all my past merits and accomplishments seem to be melting away into atrophic, numbing oblivion. Something that eats my identity, all because it thinks it can get away with it. Optimism is necessary, but optimism needs fuel. Pessimism will sneak in the back door while you're taking a piss and won't shut the fuck up until you buy all it's products.
Sure there's shit going on in this world - inevitably people will believe and regurgitate anything they hear from the Syndicated Press until it screws up everyone's world outlook - these things reflect possible economic changes that will certainly determine peoples attitudes, spending habits, and ultimately where the "real" money will be in the future. Fuck gold, I'd invest in petroleum with my insider tips.
Whenever I read a newspaper, I'm never at a loss for something to worry about.
Just waiting for something inside to click... maybe invent the next great Fight Club, who knows? Romanticism animates life, and Koreans animate everythign in between. It's already dawned upon me that no amount of reassurence will make getting a job any more palattable. Like yeah, I should be pursuing my higher education, but instead I'm putting my future on hold so some real estate tycoon can start his day with a Frappuccino. Oh, fuck you.
Brought to you by Kirin beer. Kirin is a mythical Japanese beast bearing composite traits of both deer and dragon, which means it can probably paralyze itself with fear using it's own luminescent flame and trademark profanity, right before it's run over by it's own ego. Hey - I am what I eat, so excuse me if I personify with my food.
I'll feel better tomorrow, right?