[as if someone was overhearing this]
if i was a fighter pilot that got shot down and then spent years in a wartime prison camp and then i ran for president of my country and i didn't get elected, i'd be pissed off.
altho, it's kind of like saying that you got married and raised kids and then your wife left you cuz you were boring. and that happens all the time.
sometimes i'm glad that i only have hard liquor in my place because it makes me think about the size of my pours. same thing with drugs.
i've stopped listening, reading and watching. I'm cruising on stuff i absorbed like ten years ago. It's going surprisingly well. Anyway, at a certain point, everything you've done that means anything one day means nothing. You can't fight it.
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