aw schucks,
life ain't that bad, but somebody has to write about all this crap right? so why not me? it takes less courage to smile than it does to speak up. despite all my qualms with humans (women especially) it's not ever really peoples fault for the way they treat people. you had shitty parents, and by proxy, you're a shitty person, and well hey, thats fine, seems to be working for you and i'd give you a high five if i didn't have my hands busy carrying your baggage for you. either way, there's something broken in all of us, but for some folks out there, it's like you're not firing on all cylinders, there's a burnt out bulb, the fuse blew, something is amiss in your head, and i'd love to see what it's like to be you.

i believe, standing over here, in just the right light.. well hot damn! if it isn't a monkey covered in his own feces playing the cymbals and wearing a tiny little hat INSIDE OF YOUR FUCKING HEAD!

whew.. .i feel great now.. let's go light some fireworks.