im beating my face into a wall. i dont care. im tired of caring. everyone tells me to care. shutup. i'll break my nose if i want to. i'll get a concussion if i want to. i'll beat myself to death if i want to. its my life. i choose when to end it. im tired. life in general has been a drag. i mean, i guess its been good with friends, family, financially, and all that other stuff im supposed to care about. but i dont. it bores me. they can die for all i care. i wanna be bohemian. live in a countryside, play guitar eat pizza do an assortment of drugs and call it a life. but i cant. im trapped here, trapped by my rediculous addictions to corporate products and city life. it looks so enticing, but i havent a girl to settle down with, and i fear the lonliness will cause me to rip my eyeballs out to see if i still feel pain. i've tried it before. it still hurt. im tired of religion. these people are everywhere in this town. jehovas witnesses, who do these people think they are? do they really think i want to talk to them? i guess i do have a girl i could settle with. name removed. her dad was the mayor of our town, which i find irrefutably comical considering my father hated her dad, and now we're lovers. she has commitment issues, do to a childhood trauma. but i love her. alot. i think i'll call her. see if shes doing anything and if she wants to move out to the countryside. i'll check back later.
Don't forget to tell her to join the forum. We want to meet this young lady who's swept you off your feet
November 19th, 2016 name removed agreed. she doesnt like city life either, and she needs room for her paintings and sculptures. this is gonna be fun, you know? living out in the countryside, looking left and seeing grass, looking write and seeing grass. our only connection with society will be the road that passes in front of our house. moneys not an issue. i was a big drug dealer in the past and am pretty much set for life. i have had the same car for ten years. a yenko camaro. stole it from some kid back in the day when me and my idiotic friends had the genius idea of moving to canada. too bad we got busted for drugs on the way up. alex got killed. i never saw christina again. i moved back to florida after i got out and took up house with a highschool lover, jamie. she moved to minnesota and i'd rather light my head on fire than have to defrost a car every morning, so i stayed. lived by myself for a while til a friend from high school fell on hard times and called me. emelie. shes pretty and we're lovers. i think we're married. cant remember. either way, shes an artist and im a writer. both of us are blatant failures. well our stuff sells fast, but it all is rubbish. i dont own any of my own books. i hate them. now we can be all artisticky and move out to the country side. we already found a house...just mention to a real estate agent u wanna move somewhere that is in the middle of nowhere, and their faces light up. seems alot of them specialize in that. finding a good one at a low price was easy too. seems all the good homes are country homes. we'll be driving out there soon. i'm nervous you know. living so far away from everything that i know...walmart...mcdonalds...big corps. scares me how dependant i am on these people. but then again thats how i was raised. guess i'll have some withdrawl symptoms, but my woman can cook and clean and thats all i need. i'll check back. gotta go.
awww jojoeyes... if you rip them out, will you be jojonoeyes? but seriously, man, i'm loving this paragraph *hugz* i feel your angst.
lol i just wrote this on the fly cause i was bored at school god dont u people read the titles to threads?
Batmannu, no kidding, I was sitting for 20 minutes looking at the faces you were pulling. You should be on TV. You'd give Rowan Atkinson(Mr.Bean) a run for his money
no no no,...its not a diss. its just i could tell what you'd written was an off the cuff trip into imagination land...and i used to think the same things.... excpet i fluked school high on e, went to cuba, met a drug dealer, made millions of money from fucked up poerty..then the world exploded before i stopped having fun. i dig it...its like a trip down memeory lane!!
