Why must there be competition in EVERYTHING? Like really. Why don't we just compete to see how fast we can drink a gallon of bleach? HA! I already defeated you. I'll give it about 30 minutes before I keel from this mental mind fuck.
One day I just will be able to accept all of life's short comings, and just move on. That will be the day when I run out of teenage angst. Until then, just meet me in the shower. We can tango, and slip on some soap. When we both regain our footing... - If we ever do - You will wind up pregnant, and I will have Aids. The world will stop turning, when Pluto is restored to its planetary status. When you think about it, a lot of people think abortions should be paid for by the government. So in the end, the only one that is truly fucked is me. You don't care at all, evident by your laughter at this normal "9 o-clock" news. So...what do I have left to do? Can you say man-whore?
Isn't that just great? Now I have aids. I will just chalk that up to coincidence and let it slide. Just one more forgettable piece of drama on my million man platter. If you find this too hard to believe, then don't. It makes things simpler. When life is simple, oxygen is just air, and the sky is your heaven. There is no confusion, there is no chaos, there is no dharma. Dwindling down to what some would call hedonism, and a distorted sense of self satisfaction.
I suppose I will just chalk that up to coincidence too.
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