You can’t possibly think that I strive to be published,or heard, or taken seriously.
“have you read any of this shit?”
Funny 🤣
A missed point, and it makes me laugh.
A blue collar is a stupid collar,an honorable collar,but still,,,
A stupid fuckin collar.
I said it.
We’re all pawns unless you have the balls to take a shot, and this is old fucking news to successful people .
I like that daydream. I like visualizing how it would go.
Freedom. As close to real freedom as I can imagine, headaches? Sure. Taxes, irritations? Sure.
Still though 🤔
I’m better than this. It’s not even about balling on these bitch made ass fuckers, it’s the desire to push past it.
A feeling that I respect so deeply,I can’t even put it into words.
“I don’t need you”
God damn what a phrase. What a wonderful headspace and feeling, I want to frolic there. Giant open fields of “get the fuck out of my face”. Drinking from the cool stream of “why don’t you eat these nuts?” Oh rapture, oh euphoric bliss.
Happiness might be calling you, and if it sounds like “fuck all of you?”
So be it.
The FCC licensing test is apparently brutal. I hear people take it five and six times before passing. I’ve always been a natural test taker, goes along with memory, finish before everyone else. It’s just always been an irritating task.
dawn 