The times they are a changing. Yeah you know they are, its sad for guys and gals my age though. I think it took our grandparents to see any major renovations to the American dream and the way we do things. For use, I think we have seen the trauma like a blunt instrument to our heads akin to the sixties cultural shock followed by eighties punk rock...which of course must have scared our grandparents more than Satan in church on Saturday.
Now I sadly cant say it's all bad change from a consumer standing...I mean stuff you wished for in ninety five are last years news now. You can always find your long lost loved ones and stalk...er say hi on Facebook now. You can just do anything, I mean shit the classifieds are even online now updated hourly...not weekly or bi weekly like they were in good ole newsprint.
Comics? Digital now...not on time but digital, just like your porn...and there's a hell of selection. Bigger is better not badder and it wont make you sadder.
So now I see all this and as I have said, lamented, harped, beat, maimed, forced into drug addiction over the last few year.....I wish this was nineteen ninety seven again. When shit was getting good but wasn't...this.
Now its like everyone has surveillance and a hidden cam to catch you jacking off in the bathroom at work or eating out the trash can behind Wendy's. Everyone's dying early from being young dumb gay and full of drugs like a conspiracy. Everything is so much more amped its like the media gave us a jolt cola and a line of bay and told us y2k really was the fucking end. But that's just Tuesday in the suburbs.
Sometimes I look at it and just wish I could let go....but I'm not able to. I may seem sideways and out of control but I am very much conservative and under batman level scrutiny by my own mind every day. all the time, I dont cut myself but you should see my rubber hose collection.
Yeah I also know I'm vague...but I dont have to spell the shit out going on for you folks. It's not a play on your intelligence. I'm trying to be all timeless and fit the times even a hundred years from now. That and I know barring the insults I surely use to open eyes and make Micheal Jackson do the thriller dance....are mainly in jest since I think the people coming here have a bit more agenda than the average Mr. Rogers.
This just reaffirms I'm with you like an std...always hiding around the corner....feeling it just like you do....and I ant going away even after you give me to your friends....
Comics? Digital now...not on time but digital, just like your porn...and there's a hell of selection. Bigger is better not badder and it wont make you sadder.
So now I see all this and as I have said, lamented, harped, beat, maimed, forced into drug addiction over the last few year.....I wish this was nineteen ninety seven again. When shit was getting good but wasn't...this.
Now its like everyone has surveillance and a hidden cam to catch you jacking off in the bathroom at work or eating out the trash can behind Wendy's. Everyone's dying early from being young dumb gay and full of drugs like a conspiracy. Everything is so much more amped its like the media gave us a jolt cola and a line of bay and told us y2k really was the fucking end. But that's just Tuesday in the suburbs.
Sometimes I look at it and just wish I could let go....but I'm not able to. I may seem sideways and out of control but I am very much conservative and under batman level scrutiny by my own mind every day. all the time, I dont cut myself but you should see my rubber hose collection.
Yeah I also know I'm vague...but I dont have to spell the shit out going on for you folks. It's not a play on your intelligence. I'm trying to be all timeless and fit the times even a hundred years from now. That and I know barring the insults I surely use to open eyes and make Micheal Jackson do the thriller dance....are mainly in jest since I think the people coming here have a bit more agenda than the average Mr. Rogers.
This just reaffirms I'm with you like an std...always hiding around the corner....feeling it just like you do....and I ant going away even after you give me to your friends....
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