Stream of consciousness

Do you know what it feels like to kill a man? Do you? Do you know what it means to die?

A little everyday- because you don’t. so just shut the fuck up and listen. it’s the only way youd ever feel young you old fuck. But, the future holds promise. Can you not just help that happen and not be a selfish dick for once? For what you see is precious and always will be. A fucking cure to your ageing heart.

Do you know what It means to let go, motherfucker? It means exactly that. Eat shit and let go. Suck a cock if you have to. Suck it.

Mia Wallace and Vincent Vega will always be the best romance.

J-12

At the end of the day we are all just individuals. Locked within ourselves, forever alone. There is some fleeting comfort in waiting with another. Finding a company, or two, to quell the anxiety. But, like passengers with different stops to get off at, we are abandoned by this comfort. Like the coins in your pocket, they are seldom the same. That is perhaps why we build longer relationships. Families, spouses, children. But you know, when you are alone in a room, that is what it really is. Trying to distract yourself with the ensemble of pop culture and other distractions is futile in the absolute sense. However, there's maybe a temporary meaning to it. And maybe temporary is all we got.

I guess hope fits in here somewhere.

Don't shut it down man. Let it endure. The fact of man. The fact or humor. Let it be judged by weaklings. Let it be a beacon to all who seek. Let's stick it to the woman, for once.

It's a burden to know, for sure, more than most people in the world. It changes your relation with reality, for you can no longer burden another with the basis of your existence.

Listening to: Today - Jefferson Airplane

My father retired today. Putting it up just so I am reminded how it feels. I can only imagine how it feels to a man who is infinitely more fastidious than I am in all things life and is on the receiving end.

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