Hunter S. Thompson is dead
So, Hunter S. Thompson, the driving force behind the pen that splashed ink over a manuscript titled "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" is dead. (Damn that was long way to go for a reference)
He died doing what he seemed enjoy most, in a fit of self destructive behavior and injecting lead into his cerebrum.
Here's the kicker; I've never read "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" nor have I seen the movie, nor have I ever heard anything of this man before his death. In my life, it seems, he existed solely to kill himself. His legacy is that of self-righteousness, iniebriation, and unintentional anti-pop idolatry.
I'm writing about this man, because he's quickly becoming a new hero of mine. All I know of him is second hand. So the only thing I truely know of him is that he's dead. But with all the talk, that's good enough for me.
Here's to living, just to die. For all the suicides out there, all the successes, all the failures, and all who'll be one or the other. Here's to people who's impact will only be felt once they've landed in the ground. And here's to living the high life 6 feet deep.
He died doing what he seemed enjoy most, in a fit of self destructive behavior and injecting lead into his cerebrum.
Here's the kicker; I've never read "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" nor have I seen the movie, nor have I ever heard anything of this man before his death. In my life, it seems, he existed solely to kill himself. His legacy is that of self-righteousness, iniebriation, and unintentional anti-pop idolatry.
I'm writing about this man, because he's quickly becoming a new hero of mine. All I know of him is second hand. So the only thing I truely know of him is that he's dead. But with all the talk, that's good enough for me.
Here's to living, just to die. For all the suicides out there, all the successes, all the failures, and all who'll be one or the other. Here's to people who's impact will only be felt once they've landed in the ground. And here's to living the high life 6 feet deep.