I’m going to be big some day. I know it. I’ve got an average cock, but I’m gonna make it big (in life). It’s a gut feeling. It’s hard to explain. I see a vision with me on stage, and people screaming in the audience. I don’t know what it is for though. It might be a live hanging. That is a possibility. But that’s ok. It’s still entertainment.
Where do I go from here?
Ok…I give up. I can’t do it. I can’t talk to people. I don’t do well with colleagues, neighbours and most of all, family. Hell, I don’t even know how to give a decent reply to the comments I get here on this blog. It sucks. But I’m done wasting my life, trying to live a lie. I am what I am. It is time to embrace who I am. I am 27 years old, but half that age, mentally. I have a happy maniac trapped inside me. This Sunday, I will release the Kraken.
I hope I don’t get fired.
The World is beautiful
18 years ago one fateful day, I realized that cake was not just meant for special occasions, but you can just buy cake and eat it. I realized that day that it’s a beautiful world we live in. Despite the existence of cancer, hunger and terrorism, it’s still a beautiful world. Trust me, I brush twice a day.