Its 3 fucking am and here I am writing some pointless drivel for you to read. Its all fucking bullshit, all of it. What happen to us? The human race I mean. We were once so decadent, so respectable, so human. Now look at us. We are all fucking pathetic. All of us. You may think your not, but you would be lying to yourself. How does one feel so alone in a crowd? How does one feel so lost amongst friends? Why can’t we make shit work out?
I just don’t understand. I had it all once and wanted more. Now I have nothing and want even less. Whats the world worth if the most important thing in it does not give a shit about you? How do i have everything and feel like absolutely nothing? Why am I happy but yet so sad? Why am I not drunk enough after a night of drinking? Why cant I let all the pain go? Why do I still care and hope. Why????? Why????? Why?
Humanity died when we gave up love for lust…………
Surfing Ruined My Life 
please don’t guiotine yourself with your car trunk.
shhh…dont give away my unique suicide plan
You are totally drunk enough.
What do you hope to accomplish by posting this? Go do stuff.
I did not hope to accomplish anything. I was fucking drunk when I wrote it at 3am, published it, then was going to delete when I woke up this morning but instead decided to edit it and leave it up. Its my blog and I will express myself how I want. Don’t judge me. any of you. You don’t understand.
I typed “suck my big fat hairy quark” into google search and I found this. Im so happy. I found what I was looking for.
I was looking for some random load of drivel and I made it!
Thanks for also being somewhat not unlike an insanity clause.
I dont have to make sense! Isnt it wonderful. We need pre-lifetual agreements. Similar to pre-nuptual agreements but about life instead of wife.
Then we could get the truck out of here when it gets too normal.
Or something.. I mean be able to start fresh again with an insurance policy designed to pay out when you hit rock bottom.
And perhaps a new identity as well.. a real fresh start.
Only problem is.. when you wake up in the morning with the new name and wad of cash. youll still be the same screwup, just with a short lived fresh start.
And etc.
Lol mate, since I wrote this I reinvented myself twice. Currently I’m married and living in the Suburbs in Oxnard. At least I’m surfing everyday and shaping surfboards for a living. Hope it all works out for you. This made my day.
good to hear.. Im still not married and have narrowly avoided it again phew..
i went so far down a rabbit hole I ended up in another dimensional sauce.. (I typed space but it came out sauce so let’s go with that).
so yes I’m happily otherdimensionalised for the time being.
cappuccino wombats!
(that’s my usual way of signing off so it’s not unusual at all)