where do you see yourself in ten years, realistically?

My dad, out of the blue, called me and before he even said hi, spurted that. I had no idea what the answer was.

 

spangin on a corner fer beer.livin in sum chics house that got 5 kids pukin blood in the toilet more often.wrote a book that made no money n cost a friend there reputation.havin a full head of white hair. got 1third now. pepper n blacks sexy right? harrison ford?he was a construction worker as well.

 

I do not have the slightest clue.

 

ill be your pimp and guide you.1 6 pack per night.or vice versa.if you can get me published. oh n teach me how to type.you will be a priest in the vatican.maybe archbishop.

 

I get to keep 75% of my earnings if you're gonna pimp me.

 

alot better off than i am now...

 

I'd be BTFO (hah..... if you're the one person reading this who will know why I laughed....).... if my dad or mom called me and said that.....

I'd probably say "um, why?"- and think they were on something. My family isn't like that...

In ten years I see myself more stable but similar. I don't know....

 

ok i say we move in with her. thats 3 kids plus any she might have. madames are best pimps anyhoo. better with cash as well.i call cookin.

 

I would be concerned that my father was dying if he ever called me.

In ten years, I may be married, I'll have made several movies, I'll be much more kung fu then I am now. I'll still be the same person though.

 

in 10 years..uuhuh..pfftt..I'll be on my motorbike..driving crazy bends..

I'll finally crash against a tree at age 102..that's 41 years to go..
crazy Tiger

 

steppenwolf plus 2 eh?fuckin authors are always half.do or write. but them writers lent me sum shit early on that i couldnt get anyware else.bukowski. now thats a proper ****.

 

We have the same dream tiger my man.

 

right,Lodui..so get yourself a good motorbike under your ass...

and when Charles(Bukowski)died in 1994..I got myself a bike...
great writer..bit nuts..but..he died in San Pedro(California)
in L.A..can anyone be normal??they drive to the toilet by car there:spam:
dondé esta mi coche,por favor???
crazy tiger

 

I'm saving up for one as we speak my old friend.

 

a man of leisure can spend all day fuckin. you spend enough time doin sumthin you bound get it right. but then another sister.need bigger cages.they stopped spendin money on metal n started on sumthin better. words images.

 

Ill most probably be either
a) Blissfully happy living with my husband (now fiancé) on a little French farm somewhere, either raising an adoptive child or living out a great career
b) Doing all of the above but in a city
c) Living in Fiji, having finally decided to run away from lifes problems and treat myself to a more simple life
d)At a similiar point to where im at now...kind of confused, lonely and frightened, only older

Thats if my body hasnt killed me off by then

 

Verseau..

Tu veux vraiment vivre aux Iles Fiji??pourqoui??
la vie..sera toujours une mystère..pour tous..
la vie..est une rêverie..la vrai façon de vivre sa propre vie..
est dans le coeur..bwahah..t'es Française..
le reste içi..comprenderais jamais..
old tiger..

 

subtitles in english fer french movies are fuct.as i get older i like it more. still cook fer crap tho.microcosm.

 

I see myself still here on my land,.....a load of animals still sharing my house with me...my grandbabies coming in and out...and my lady here as well....with maybe a new baby or two.....not a bad life actually.

 

I used to live like that, tiger
I was crushed and trampled
And i cried a lot
Now i live in my head
And always read my books in english

Itll always be a mystery