i am tired but not bed tired yet and i have to work in a bit, but i can't forsee sleeping sonn fuck i am bored and tired and listless and sick and tired and stoned and caughie and tired and shit

one more time cuz i really fucking mean it, i hate people, i hate fucking people oooohhh i hate people, i wish you alll the best this fucking holiday season fuckos

when i get some spare time and access to my tools:
design and build some cool
fun vr stuff
that interacts directly with your nervous system
or like just figure out how to get out of this
decaying shit
and into something
expansive

yeah wooh

list of things to do; immediately:
eat something
drink something
go to bed
go to work
come home
eat disgusting kfc because it is 2 and 1/2 dollars
try to smoke less weed all night
go to bed
etc.,
soon:
somehow regaining a will to live
laughing that i just wrote that
mind chuckle for the moment
(i am pathetic
but not so mean as to want
anything to be as
shitty as is is
at least
but in this environment
i can't help but constantly feel fatigued
i don't really know what this shit is really
fuck i'm bored
are you bored?
some women smell nice
and look nice
and are nice too,
i wish i knew where they were
and i think i could
be nice
to have around sometimes
and
i think i would be
a little
less
tired)
find a job with better hours and at least as good pay
figure out what to do
about crazy fuckos who
like to drive around
and think that is fun
and crazy fuckos who vote
for the democratic
or rebublican party
in the us and crazy fuckers
who vote liberal
and conservative here
and go back to school
and take over the world i guess
then go back to sleep
that should do it.

my first retraction, i take back that drunken raving about my next girlfriend, i hope she just would be able to play the drums, not actually know how, but be capable, i'll play them if she wants to play something else, or nothing, or something, i'm just bored with having girlfriend's who want one of us to be business: business is breathing, it shouldn't be any harder if it is you're probably forcing someone's head farther down in the muck to save yourself some imaginary smell, fucko, and lets try not to burn any of that food there unnecessarily

and my feet hurt all the time and everyone sucks ass... i wish that people weren't so aggravating, and i wish that something made sense

i wish i didn't care

then it would be alot easier, but i do

and

i wish that you did
instead

punching stuff is boring, and punching people makes me naseous i ahve to go to work tomorrow

fuck this boring ass shit, i hate you all

fuck

my next girlfriend will probably have to beat to shit out of me to get a rise outta this corpse

fuck people

especially me

i hope you all die
eventually
too

do you see, do you see how lazy i am check the title and the description, im too lazy too wade through the html and add the text so i left it like that... fucking lazy, no patience for asholes who care.. coming soon links to funny fuckos site i found when i view my own profile and clicked on the links goin hey i guess they're going to link them only minutes earlier when asked to place a comma and space between all interests... wow

i think the only thing that happened is that dumb got really big somewhere along the way, but everyone seems to have basically all the same faculties, just impaired in some way (,out of) shape or (bad) form....
who cares... what the fuck am i talking about?

what the fuck does that mean??? i don't care anymore... people shouldn't have tried to become specialized drones and shit in a matter of like 10 000 years ...thats not enough time to actually eveolve signicfigantly to fit any given niche... crazy fucko..... trying to fucking pull the same lever for a thousand days in a row.. why don't you give hand jobs at least you'll develop less cramping than just jerking your own or better yet do something other than fucking masturbating...

or the totsl anihilation of life...... i COULD do it, you know anyone could...c'mon lazer seeing eye god

or a flamethrower to the groin... wait, thats yopur fantasy get out of my head fucko

i guess my big fantasy now is to have steph finish me off.. just 1 or 2 slugs to the hind brain

but if you'll wait i'll keep on
and anticipate
whetrwe
you'lll fall
and i won't castch you, i'll add velocity to your rapidly rigour mortis

and my memory is running shorts

because i didn't plan for any of this

but it won't so i can't and you shouldn't have...

i want it all to end now please help me

an fuck everyone who cares or who doesn't, but only in the friendliest sense fucker

yes you i miss you only you fuck you i really do

i wish i was dead

for shizzle, i just can't do it, i'm a pussy

but i don't really got nuffin else rite nah
i hate everyone

i can write like an idiot too, see mama im jus as dum as everyone else, looksie the syntax is all fucked and so am i, and so is this fucking planet, fuck everything is boring

i b4 e and as well you like the link fuckos? its not a link, ha thats really funny eh?

the reason its weirder for that fucko to feel better even though he should come out of this less nauseus than me, its only cuz ima supossedta be MORE nauseus get it? no?!#$%@*&$%*#%$ motherfuckers, i shat a little so i feel better fuckos.. stop reading about me you fucking psychos ... ooohh is that an inside joke or do i just need a password to get it... fuckos

i did, i did shit my pants, it was all liquid, actually i only shat my boxers, but fuck its been a while since ive done that shit...(fucking unintentional....fuck ....fuck puns...fuck) that is so gross, i am feeling oddly better though, less nauseus than before somehow, my roomate says he is as well but thats even more fucked up fucking gg allin shit eating motherfucker

what the fuck is dramatic cheese?


what the fuck are pants

what the fuck is shit
what the fuck is this shit?
the interweeb

i think i just shit my pants, ima gonna go check any minute in the bathroom to avoid my roomate throwing up all over the keyboard but i shit my pants for a reason, i wanted to write something down, and then i had to fart, or so i thought, and then it was too warm, and now i am suspecting it is too cold, and i don't know if im just imagining this but something feels squishy too.... anyways, why is it that everytime i get fucked up and pick up a beta another beta turns on the dramatic cheese and picks me up... what the fuck is a beta?

im also hungry, and when things go especially wrong im angry
happy and i aren't really friends anymore.

etcetera

im drunk, bored, tired, sad, stoned, lonely, and generally unfit for; human contact, life.

perfectly

i am perfectly content being destitute
and having everybody
say they know
but i've got
it all
boiled up
to nothing

everybody's looking a bit bushed,
what's wrong? the selfassured mood
won't kerry?

leave me,
and the earth
behind,
and the burn out
in ashes
there is no time
for any one thing

left

and you will
all pay

to see it once
it's gone.

i can see straight
through the ceiling
and your walls
and i can hear you
meekly praying
i will destroy what is

left

to your own
devices
strangling yourself
in my general direction

left

you with no options
and i will
cart you off my carpet
and roll
you for a cigarette
while you hopelessly
squirm.

i am empty
and i will swallow
you all.

nor can i figure how
to retie it,

i can't explain the
knot where
the base of my neck meets
my back,
and all
it can feel
like
at times
i[(t')s,m]
hard and
cold.

and anger;

rage

which chokes
up
on the
throttle

and wanting to
be
a whisper
inaudible
at times.

and every
single night
your name.