So all of a sudden…I look at a couple pictures…and I'm taken aback. Way back. Like twenty…..two…years back. Now I'm mad. I don’t get sad when I do that….just mad…like the best most beast primal feeling I need to hear some numetal and vent my testosterone addled rage upon nothing and for no fucking reason. I need to smile just because I know I have the key to ultimate chest of evil things and I have seen the other side of the devil sucking angel dick. Yeah I made a fucking video of it too…but I wouldn’t share cause I don’t give a fuck about money and I don’t care……never that.
Now why is he mad (insert the mad face here)…because I took one second to think about something. One. See why I can live now? Cause I don’t think….i hear think before you speak…and Im like are you sure? I mean I broke some serious chains…but I still know I live a life enslaved. Do I think about it? No. I don’t. Im still alive…I haven’t went off the deep end and wound up eating my own fucking shit or the neighbors on the slick with a free family fun bbq now have I? No. Just don’t think. Fuck thinking…its for those with time and delayed reaction control of the bowl movement of the mind that is sympathetic hypnotic need for self destruction and narcissistic incline.
I needed that. The *female* audience here is like the best blowjob and slow fuck in history…and for this we…well…I….thank you. Note…..not the guys. You cannot be a party to that so just forget that part was ever mentioned. You can be like the best bourbon mixed drink and cigarette, Ok. Unless your gay…then you can fucking kill yourself since I know your not going to go with what was given to you…which I might add….was pretty fucking good…almost as good as the above….shit who am I kidding at one point in my life par for course with that shit. Ask anyone who really knows me.
So I got a little annoyed. I mean like subconsciously for real. Like I see a picture and want to turn into Christopher Lee Dracula and break some shit up, and not your relationship…or home..well not just that. I think more like the fucking world. And then its gone. I sip some wine…which is bad mind you, and listen to nutshell…..the cover version from Adema *numetal remember*? And its ok, I sit back and say fuck it. I can just throw myself down in a hole in my mind and let the body slowly die as the mind climbs back up.
I mean……Isnt that what life is nowadays anyways?
I needed that. The *female* audience here is like the best blowjob and slow fuck in history…and for this we…well…I….thank you. Note…..not the guys. You cannot be a party to that so just forget that part was ever mentioned. You can be like the best bourbon mixed drink and cigarette, Ok. Unless your gay…then you can fucking kill yourself since I know your not going to go with what was given to you…which I might add….was pretty fucking good…almost as good as the above….shit who am I kidding at one point in my life par for course with that shit. Ask anyone who really knows me.
So I got a little annoyed. I mean like subconsciously for real. Like I see a picture and want to turn into Christopher Lee Dracula and break some shit up, and not your relationship…or home..well not just that. I think more like the fucking world. And then its gone. I sip some wine…which is bad mind you, and listen to nutshell…..the cover version from Adema *numetal remember*? And its ok, I sit back and say fuck it. I can just throw myself down in a hole in my mind and let the body slowly die as the mind climbs back up.
I mean……Isnt that what life is nowadays anyways?
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