Who Does J0E really want for president? part 'sideways-eight' ('infinity') 1. Issac Brock 2. Judy Dench 3. Shifty 4. ATHF (Yes, the show)

There are too many interesting people doing too many interesting things. That, or there are too few interesting people doing too few interesting things. That, or there are some interesting people and some uninteresting people doing some interesting things and some uninteresting things. The world is a sewer. Life is shit. Or, the world is a garden and life is a flower. Or, the devil had sex with a dog, and your mother was that very dog. I have been awake for five days. Or, I haven't slept in five days...

I smile sometimes because it hurts to be alive.

I think I'm in love. With a girl. Well, a woman, if you will. She is of age. Don't fret. She's older than me, even. Sure, by a matter of weeks, but still. She is great. She smells like angels ought to smell. I haven't seen my face in years. Lucky me. I'm so ugly that sometimes I wish I were dead. That, or not alive anymore...

Did you ever know that I'm unable to cry? Well, I probably am seeing as I never have. I'm Shellie's new boyfriend and I'm out of my mind. It gets me through the day sane, at least, and that's all that counts...

I took several caffeine pills. By several, I mean eight. I just took them a few minutes before I typed this sentence. My heart is racing like Jeff Gordon on speed in hell driving a car powered by the evil of the world. That, or it's racing like I just took eight caffeine pills with a Red Bull chaser. I told you, I haven't slept in five days. What did you think kept me awake, the joy of living...?

The Joy of Living.
I work.
I live to work.
I work.
To live.
It's like farming.
To burn.
It's like birthing.
To kill.
It's like working.
To live.
And living.
To work.
Forever and ever.
Amen.


I took a tram into the city and I met a girl there. She was a girl. I met her. In the city. After taking a tram. Speaking of trams; I took one into the city, upon which I was struck to find that I met a girl there in said city. She was a girl. I met her. In the city. After taking a tram. Speaking of trams; she was very pretty, the girl I met. I wish I hadn't met her, for you see I'm already ugly. And in love. Ugly and in love. What a state to be in...


Everyday I fight a war. To be more accurate, I don't fight a war, but they're both the same when you get down to it. I say we get down to it. I'm sick of dancing around the fire. I'm sick of halting the forward progression of things. We can. I can. You can. That reminds me of this time I took a tram. Speaking of trams; I wish I loved myself half as much as I love you. At least then I'd only hate myself a lot. It's not that I don't love you, I just really hate myself. That, or I love myself...

I do love a girl, though. Oh, scratch that, a woman...













This song is dedicated to GQvvL M.S., the girl who stole my heart, stole my soul, stole my life, and then had sex with the devil (and she's not to be mistaken for your mother, who is in fact a dog)...  ¶ 3:51 AM 0 comments