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"live your life so it fits in the trunk of a yellow cab"
everyone already knows all my drama, if you don't... i don't know if i even feel like talking about it, don't worry your pretty internet heads over me. ----so thats what type of blog this is going to be, the stand offish type huh, fuck that, its because i'm fucking lost right now, in one week i've been canned and i've become single...no job no woman, and i'm so stoic, no cry...what should i do, i don't know, i'm getting my suit back from the tailors on friday, so after that interviews and resumes and yadda yadda yadda, i think i'm going to try to sell cars...why not, i spend half my life around them for free...plus how cool would it be to talk to a geniuely honest car salesman....i bet you would be comfortable enough to actually buy the right car....oh shit should i talk about the single thing...why most people are talking about it enough as it is...so formulate your opinion, talk amongst yourselves, and then shove it up your ass, cuz i really don't care...thats probably too harsh i might care maybe, well probably not, but i might...
fuck who reads this shit anyways, (you don't have to raise your hand) ... hmm, this isn't as cathartic as i thought it was, i wonder if i'll even hit the submit button. i really want to get my shit straightened out as soon as possible, but i'm sort of having trouble remembering how to do that, i don't know what its like to be single or alone, or with out a job, or with out responsibilties...i guess i do it was less than two years ago that i went out and journeyed around this fair country...but you know what that was all planned i had an agenda, and i knew when i came back i could do what i've done, work hard, make money play the game of life...thats not a question anymore in my mind, i can do whatever i want and still come back to reality and make something of myself, yes okay now i know...this time i am looking at a much different thing, this time i am looking at true freedom, not questions of...wow i can freaking ramble can't i...
true freedom and the only thing i can ask myself is whats next, why am i in such a hurry to get on to the next thing, what a rabid pace i have set myself into over recent history, its hard to function with out that. anyways its really to early to really know loneliness, i'm lying to myself right now and i can't stop.
everyone already knows all my drama, if you don't... i don't know if i even feel like talking about it, don't worry your pretty internet heads over me. ----so thats what type of blog this is going to be, the stand offish type huh, fuck that, its because i'm fucking lost right now, in one week i've been canned and i've become single...no job no woman, and i'm so stoic, no cry...what should i do, i don't know, i'm getting my suit back from the tailors on friday, so after that interviews and resumes and yadda yadda yadda, i think i'm going to try to sell cars...why not, i spend half my life around them for free...plus how cool would it be to talk to a geniuely honest car salesman....i bet you would be comfortable enough to actually buy the right car....oh shit should i talk about the single thing...why most people are talking about it enough as it is...so formulate your opinion, talk amongst yourselves, and then shove it up your ass, cuz i really don't care...thats probably too harsh i might care maybe, well probably not, but i might...
fuck who reads this shit anyways, (you don't have to raise your hand) ... hmm, this isn't as cathartic as i thought it was, i wonder if i'll even hit the submit button. i really want to get my shit straightened out as soon as possible, but i'm sort of having trouble remembering how to do that, i don't know what its like to be single or alone, or with out a job, or with out responsibilties...i guess i do it was less than two years ago that i went out and journeyed around this fair country...but you know what that was all planned i had an agenda, and i knew when i came back i could do what i've done, work hard, make money play the game of life...thats not a question anymore in my mind, i can do whatever i want and still come back to reality and make something of myself, yes okay now i know...this time i am looking at a much different thing, this time i am looking at true freedom, not questions of...wow i can freaking ramble can't i...
true freedom and the only thing i can ask myself is whats next, why am i in such a hurry to get on to the next thing, what a rabid pace i have set myself into over recent history, its hard to function with out that. anyways its really to early to really know loneliness, i'm lying to myself right now and i can't stop.