I wonder how much money I’ve cost people?
Obviously it was worth it and you’re welcome.
And time?
Shouldn’t fuck around with people’s time,or, if you do.. try to make it worthwhile.
I’d like to tell you cockroaches ‘thank you ‘, and also ‘you’re welcome ‘.
The thinking that takes place.
The daydreams and problems and stupidity, the intentional and unintentional.
Woulda been cheaper to just kill me, and if a paid hitman tracked me down?
He would know what I value.
If he had half a brain…
He would chop off all my fingers π’
And kill my cat π’
I’d keep going though βΊοΈβΊοΈ
I’d use voice to text to let you know what’s going on with my penis. I’d constantly keep you updated on where and whom I place my scrotum,, because,,,
Because I think it’s God’s plan.
It was meant to be this way.
And I’m still better than you π
And I’ll never stop.
Just on principal.
Lifelong.
A lifelong novelty crusade, at its core is the principle.
“not every thing is about you”
Also,your actions make me right.
I’m able to call it then and now, under one key element.
“people are horrible”
You can take advantage of that by being a buffoon, and when you get bored with that?
You can tell the truth.
Sad, painful, joyous, victorious.
You are free.
Absolutely free and in a place where it’s OK.
Everything that was,is,and will be.
And uhh…
I dunno..
I’m going to try my best to be a nice person, I’ll fail, I’ll confess and I’ll repent.
And we’ll do that over and over.
I’ll also try to have some positive sprinkled in there, like gratitude.
Even if the entire Internet shit on my face, I wouldn’t care, because I’m alive and grateful and there’s fucking beautiful things out there β€οΈβ€οΈ
So, in a psychopath way…
You don’t get to win.
And uh…. Yeah.
I have no reason to feel any humiliation or shame, because I would never do what you’ve done.
I also forgive.
Because life is short and we do our best.
And worrying about what other people think of you is some bullshit.
Freal.
Alright..
Love ya mean it.
Hope you have a good day tomorrow. ππ