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Friday, 21 October 2005

THE GRASS IS ALWAYS GREENER
I got a wish list sixty pages long. There ain’t one thing on it I can remember. My miserable self looks for the anger and sometimes finds the negative cancer instead. Whatever man, I’m just wondering where all the screaming chicks are. Yesterday I woke up and it was already three days from now. Time freakin flies I tell you sho nuff. I got a weight on my shoulders, and a wind beneath my wings that keeps me hovering in a state of nothingness. I think I’m a nice guy, but I fight my being and end up doing not nice things. Who cares about the dirty ones anyways? I’ll tell you, their moms (except for the junkies). If you’re wonderin just what the fuck is going on here, you are not alone. Who decided that you were more important than the guy next to you? You judge me for what I do or don’t do, but don’t care to know why I do or don’t do it. The motivation is where the rationalization occurs. The intent of the event is what is the cement. Don’t tell me what I need to do, what I need to think about, what you would do in my ass licking shoes. I’m ok with my choice, I chose for more than what I see in a mirror, and that is how I get through these fuck ass days. You can’t be me, so don’t try. Everyone has it better than me, and I have it better than everyone. Jealousy, keeping up with the Jonses, who the fuck are the Jonses anyways? Know your motivation. Only the decrepit can ever know the joy of not being decrepit. Love your misery accordingly. And remember one thing my lovely miserable sheep – the grass is ALWAYS greener when it rains.


Posted by Bastard Boy at 3:39 PM EDT

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