Sometimes I see animals in pastures.
Horses, f****** llamas, God damn alpacas, Little f****** goats, donkeys, cute little baby f****** cows,
And like, I really want to stop my car and hang out with them.
But I don’t want to be trespassing.
So it’s tough, you know?
Sometimes I think about going to the house on the adjacent property, knocking on the door and just asking
“hey… Do you mind if I hang out with your animals for a little bit?”
Take some pictures, do some petting.
Start a social media platform only for animal encounters.
There will be zero pictures of human’s busted ass faces on my platform.
No tittie’s.
No ass.
No personal property flexing.
No virtue signaling.
No fandom..
None of you…
Not.
A.
One..
Animals only bitch.
The real stars of the show.
Fuckin baby goats…
No living thing should be that cute, It’s unethical and honestly a little irresponsible.
I ordered a camera, I feel like I need to be doing something creative. But I also ordered a high quality condenser microphone because I only want to do voice over.
And if I put on the headphones and really focus on the voice I could control it.
And I think a lot of what this is, is learning to control yourself.
And doing drugs.
And I saw a guy without a hand and I felt so ashamed for all the bitching I do.
So ashamed.
Just kill me..
I can’t play guitar?
I can’t play video games?
I can’t scratch my cat?
I can’t even beat off properly?
That guy has deep steel, I do not..
But I did put my heart and self into the thing I’ve built..
How great is shit talk? It’s pretty great.
Not real, super fun to do. Final answer
My sweater is on backwards and inside out-Alanis moriset.
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