Untitled
By witch
now, im not entirely all that intelligent
quite possibly borderline
retarded
and if that borderline is anything like northern mexico
or south korea then its getting worse
but this life
the
human condition
the thing a lot of us spend searching for a meaning
to
to begin? end? spend having fun, being successful, liked, loved
knowing we mattter on a level that might even supercede our one in the
great scheme of this
something the dreamers, schemers, planners go
getter a-type red tie wearing over achievers have to have stepping stones
for
what makes it so important to matter?
are we
so self involved, so selfish as a species that we base our life on success
and failures that are usually so small that...well fuck the adjectives...theyre
small
we base our lives on this shit, we diefy it and give it a pedestal
in the u.s. its worked its way into our patriotism
called the american
dream
or maybe im just retarded
im not a lazy person by
any stretch
if you doubt me join the military
see what they have
to say about it
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i had a point
shit
ugh i hate when this happens
alright after re-reading this inane piece my conclusion is enjoy life
a little bit, work hard, but play just as hard
enjoy your friends
because trust me, you dont treat them well, you lose them
enjoy your
time, youve only got so much
have enemies, make mistakes
live
your fucking life outside the constructs of perception thought up by people
so dead inside all they see is the next step up
work hard, but enjoy
your work
people seem to forget this
dont let
life drain the piss out of everything
dont end up wishing youd
takin more chances
no regrets
Comments on "Untitled"
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On Saturday, July 6, 2013, ebonyamore
(100) wrote:
Taking the chances I don't want to regret missing...ps...check your mail, stranger. -Ebony Amore has shut the door and doesn't know where to find it...but through the hole her glances stole...trying to find the rabbit. Jack was nimble but never quick at dancing around the fire, thunder, rain, love, hate, sex, pain and the word has up his Ire.... just an echo long remembered and hoped to be heard again. Long live the Word.
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On Sunday, July 31, 2011, Evil Ash
(53) wrote:
seems words to live by ...salute