So today I was invited to a party. That's pretty cool. I never thought someone would ever invite a maldadjusted to life, in full flight from reality, and out right mental defect scumbag to a party. And I can go there and be ok. That's crazy.
Alot of people offline are complimenting me for being intelligent or some shit like that. I hate it. Because I try to be a humble person. And it makes it difficult to do so when people are like mentally masturbating me and then swallowing my intellectual semen.
It's summer already, damn where does the time go? I think I solved my job dilemma. And I'm doing pretty well. I'm really enjoying life for what it is, and my pessimism is deminishing slowly but surely.
I'm listening to The She He He's right now rocking out and they're playing here in 14 days!!!!!!! $5 That's the spirit of what punk really is, cheap shows, great music, always fun.
Alot of people offline are complimenting me for being intelligent or some shit like that. I hate it. Because I try to be a humble person. And it makes it difficult to do so when people are like mentally masturbating me and then swallowing my intellectual semen.
It's summer already, damn where does the time go? I think I solved my job dilemma. And I'm doing pretty well. I'm really enjoying life for what it is, and my pessimism is deminishing slowly but surely.
I'm listening to The She He He's right now rocking out and they're playing here in 14 days!!!!!!! $5 That's the spirit of what punk really is, cheap shows, great music, always fun.
This sounds delicious^