Hard work all week, ears are bleeding, trebles all ƒükkêd up.
Thought I deserved a few vodka shots
And what the hell is wrong with people?
Is life somehow harder for them than for me?
Is growing a pair harder for certain men than for others?
Jeesuz effin christ.
Now, I don't claim to be the King Of Cool like flamin'
Crocodile Dundee myself, but shouldn't all who are smart
enough to survive into adulthood possess some sort of inner
self-mirroring capabilities? Even on a rudimentary level?
I won't trouble you all with details, but an old friend of
mine, in my own age, with a lot of the same rock'n'roll
experience just let me down in an awfully embarrassing
manner. I did not think such a thing possible.
Oi vey, the way the energies and powers get focused in
a night out in this weird, tedious and wonderful bloody
fishtank of a town.
Anyway...all this suddenly lead to a feeling of enormous
wisdom suddenly available to my mind and heart.
So feel free to ask me anything.
I might delete this thread in the morning, though.