I just wrote this, while drunk and high, over the course of several twitter updates...and it makes sense...and has jokes if read correctly. I like it because it very honestly expresses how I feel and I was just purely angry when I wrote it...it is really honest...and it is going to be a bit, eventually...I may have the balls and the lack of common sense to try it tomorrow:
"It took me a while since I've been away, but I sniffed out most of you platitude spewing fucks. . "Life Coach" gurus:seriously: go fuck yourselves. I don't need your fucking patronizing pop-psychology. No one does. What everyone needs is simply LIFE. The freedom to fuck up and the courage to learn from it...or profit from it. Either that,or you join the spineless,miserable fucks in this world who refused to admit who they were and make it work for them. You think you have a "superior" solution to life? You're an asshole. The solution to life is simple: you're going to fucking die! The "solution" is fucking boring.The "problem" is why we keep living.So stop striving for perfection.Perfection is fucking dull. die imperfect,scarred,used-up,exhausted,overdrugged.overfed,oversexed and happy.Life is a solution in search of a problem. Thanks."
Keep in mind, there are definitely quirks to how it is written that make it obvious that this is a series of tweets...but if I can find the right rhythm with even something this simple, the point has been made and people are going to laugh. Maybe. Perhaps I just revealed myself as not only an optimist but also a hopeless romantic. Go fuck yourselves. I'm not crying about it. I'm fucking living...and simply living is the only enjoyable thing we all have that we all fucking hate for no good reason other than that we overstate our own fucking importance. Fuck you all. Live for a change.
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