Fuck off I don't believe you! September already? NOOOOO!!!! You don't understand there was so much I needed to get done this year and like hell if you can ever get anything finished up before the fucking holidays come rolling in and suck the life out of you.
I don't know about you, but the past three years have felt like a giant rodent ball filled with shit pellet poo. Go ahead think about that visual for a second, let it sit in nice and stinky like, till you feel like you need a shower, realized your no where near a place you can take said shower and keep reading. Ya that feeling, that uncomfortable, when will it end, I can't see though my own piss/shit covered walls anymore feeling, that's been my year. for every silver lining that I squint at through the black cloud hanging over my head and manage to smile and laugh in the abundant joy that is hope heading my way, just to have a seagull shit in my mouth. Ya fuck you September, fuck you for being that inevitable reminder that my clock is almost out and having to think about things, I fucking hate thinking about things. FUCK!
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