Hey i just met you
And this is crazy
I'm fucking horny
So lay me maybe
It's hard to own like
Huge fat booby
But here's my pussy
So eat me baby
Ladies and Gentlemen, how the fuck are y'all doin'?
I can guarantee that there will be no universe stuff today, because i have something more elaborate yet simpler too at the same time, to talk about since i've been so sure that everyone has been in at least one which explained as it's for everybody to understand.
I'm going to write about sex.
But most of you are virgins (and i am as well) so no cut that shit.
I'm going to write about Star Wars.
No stop, it's still noon and i will continue writing later. Bye bye fuck you.
Hello there, swear god i left this post a few days ago and it's night now because i find that it's harder to concentrate at day.
Okay, now this post i'm going to write is as sensitive my other previous posts as well, i suggest you to take shit slow and hold on tight to what you're on. I don't know why i said that it's gonna be sensitive while i know that it's not, i know that those who take what i said seriously will be like "what the fuck?" at the end of every each of my post. Maybe i'm just getting that maternal hormones burning through my vein for that i turned over-effeminate all the way around, or perhaps i simply just don't have any other intro.
K now, let's get this done.
At first i thought that it's gonna be a great writing but now i don't know what i'm going to write.
Love
This imaginary thing is still unexplained for me. I'm that kind of person who don't believe in heart existence, not literally a heart yes you know what i'm saying. I assume that all emotions of human's are the result of brain and the rest of our organs as a conjoined system, but i also still can accept that because this one non-physical thing always bother me when night falls, or when i'm all alone, or when i'm not as well, or when i'm in the middle of nowhere, or at home, or anywhere, anytime.
Now i know why there are many books, movies, musics, or some other stuff about love, because it's easier to find the place you've been in than finding a new one, it's easier to tell your story than making any other than yours, it's easier to walk when you know how to, it's easier to write about love because i'm pretty sure that everyone has been in one and it's not that hard to retell, it's easier to go home when you know where your home is.
Get this thing narrower because love is colossal, this post is about love between person to person, couple, but i think the topic beneath will be global since i can apply it to any other form of love.
This is going to be melancholic like a motherfucker, that's the alpha emotion when i'm talking about love, sorrow.
Well maybe i'm too young to talk about this, but you should know that i think i've experienced enough to write these sort of shits.
And you know i said sorrow is the major thing i could find because i'm still too young to find true happiness from love. But i HAD produced enough dopamine when i was in ones, yet it's sill never enough to overcome sadness when every each of my relationship i had bumped into obstacles or ended, funny how i said HAD in order to declare that i'm currently not in any sort of that, and i find it kinda made me feel good to bitching like that, god i want to be bitch. I have been in the position where i felt like i need no sleep or eat for the happiness of falling in love, and it's much worse to be in the exact position when sorrow is the cause. The point is, i find it kind of stupid when i deliberately suggesting myself to fall for someone when i know that every each of that will be ended like messy fuck when it's dealing out of marriage stuff, marriage is not the same thing, marriage is a different thing, and i don't want to talk about marriage at all, not yet, at all.
And yes i said deliberately at the previous paragraph, because i can't deny that i mostly lied to myself when i fell for someone, then i get used to that lies and eventually accepted them as forms of truth. But maybe those were just the fading abstract stages of attraction, i just still have no idea about the difference between getting attracted and lying. And i said it because i know that i had one true fall, it sounds classic but i can guarantee that i once had a true fall for someone, a true falling in love where the whole books and movies and musics make sense, and i will stop this story right here because it went like shit, just so you know that it went like a fucking total crap and from that one brokenhearted story is where i sowed my conclusion that love is a piece of shit.
And yet love is still beautiful too. I'm going to say that love is a form of drugs, once you take it you will experience things either good or bad depends on your suggestion about it, you will get addicted to it, you can only get out either by entering one of your worst nightmare or die trying, or you can just simply keep taking the harmful doze, the only difference between love and drugs is i believe that one day i will get a stock of infinite love where i don't need to worry if i get addicted to it because it will be endless till the death tear me apart.
The fuck is going on? Like i said that it will be so fucking melancholic like a motherfucker.
There's one thing i can say about love that may help you when you stumble upon sorrow, never regret a shit you've done or you haven't done, let what passed pass, you will never get anything by regretting but wasting precious time, let go of everything that went because time is irreversible, we're not Microsoft Office where undo is only a button away, just find the best way to go and be aware of everything in front of you because for so you may avoid over-regretting things if you don't have anything to regret.
I have one flexible advice, actually a quote i heard thousands of times, where you can apply it to anything when it's dealing with human relationship where love is included into, only if you want to stand and struggle for it.
"treat someone like you want to be treated"
So, just fucking love that fucking someone like you want to be fucking loved.
This is the end of this post, kinda disappointing for me because love makes me heard extremely stupid literally every time i talked about it, i don't want to heard stupid even if i am stupid, and heard that stupid, but i heard much more stupider when love is the scope, i'm not this stupid even if i occasionally am, but i'm not this stupid when we talk about any other thing but math, or physics, or chemistry, or science stuff i don't get, but love is the only thing that makes me even stupider even though i think i have understood it, it's getting more confusing whenever i dive deeper. Love is stupid, agree?
Love is a turd, our turd.
And this is crazy
I'm fucking horny
So lay me maybe
It's hard to own like
Huge fat booby
But here's my pussy
So eat me baby
Ladies and Gentlemen, how the fuck are y'all doin'?
I can guarantee that there will be no universe stuff today, because i have something more elaborate yet simpler too at the same time, to talk about since i've been so sure that everyone has been in at least one which explained as it's for everybody to understand.
I'm going to write about sex.
But most of you are virgins (and i am as well) so no cut that shit.
I'm going to write about Star Wars.
No stop, it's still noon and i will continue writing later. Bye bye fuck you.
Hello there, swear god i left this post a few days ago and it's night now because i find that it's harder to concentrate at day.
Okay, now this post i'm going to write is as sensitive my other previous posts as well, i suggest you to take shit slow and hold on tight to what you're on. I don't know why i said that it's gonna be sensitive while i know that it's not, i know that those who take what i said seriously will be like "what the fuck?" at the end of every each of my post. Maybe i'm just getting that maternal hormones burning through my vein for that i turned over-effeminate all the way around, or perhaps i simply just don't have any other intro.
K now, let's get this done.
At first i thought that it's gonna be a great writing but now i don't know what i'm going to write.
Love
This imaginary thing is still unexplained for me. I'm that kind of person who don't believe in heart existence, not literally a heart yes you know what i'm saying. I assume that all emotions of human's are the result of brain and the rest of our organs as a conjoined system, but i also still can accept that because this one non-physical thing always bother me when night falls, or when i'm all alone, or when i'm not as well, or when i'm in the middle of nowhere, or at home, or anywhere, anytime.
Now i know why there are many books, movies, musics, or some other stuff about love, because it's easier to find the place you've been in than finding a new one, it's easier to tell your story than making any other than yours, it's easier to walk when you know how to, it's easier to write about love because i'm pretty sure that everyone has been in one and it's not that hard to retell, it's easier to go home when you know where your home is.
Get this thing narrower because love is colossal, this post is about love between person to person, couple, but i think the topic beneath will be global since i can apply it to any other form of love.
This is going to be melancholic like a motherfucker, that's the alpha emotion when i'm talking about love, sorrow.
Well maybe i'm too young to talk about this, but you should know that i think i've experienced enough to write these sort of shits.
And you know i said sorrow is the major thing i could find because i'm still too young to find true happiness from love. But i HAD produced enough dopamine when i was in ones, yet it's sill never enough to overcome sadness when every each of my relationship i had bumped into obstacles or ended, funny how i said HAD in order to declare that i'm currently not in any sort of that, and i find it kinda made me feel good to bitching like that, god i want to be bitch. I have been in the position where i felt like i need no sleep or eat for the happiness of falling in love, and it's much worse to be in the exact position when sorrow is the cause. The point is, i find it kind of stupid when i deliberately suggesting myself to fall for someone when i know that every each of that will be ended like messy fuck when it's dealing out of marriage stuff, marriage is not the same thing, marriage is a different thing, and i don't want to talk about marriage at all, not yet, at all.
And yes i said deliberately at the previous paragraph, because i can't deny that i mostly lied to myself when i fell for someone, then i get used to that lies and eventually accepted them as forms of truth. But maybe those were just the fading abstract stages of attraction, i just still have no idea about the difference between getting attracted and lying. And i said it because i know that i had one true fall, it sounds classic but i can guarantee that i once had a true fall for someone, a true falling in love where the whole books and movies and musics make sense, and i will stop this story right here because it went like shit, just so you know that it went like a fucking total crap and from that one brokenhearted story is where i sowed my conclusion that love is a piece of shit.
And yet love is still beautiful too. I'm going to say that love is a form of drugs, once you take it you will experience things either good or bad depends on your suggestion about it, you will get addicted to it, you can only get out either by entering one of your worst nightmare or die trying, or you can just simply keep taking the harmful doze, the only difference between love and drugs is i believe that one day i will get a stock of infinite love where i don't need to worry if i get addicted to it because it will be endless till the death tear me apart.
The fuck is going on? Like i said that it will be so fucking melancholic like a motherfucker.
There's one thing i can say about love that may help you when you stumble upon sorrow, never regret a shit you've done or you haven't done, let what passed pass, you will never get anything by regretting but wasting precious time, let go of everything that went because time is irreversible, we're not Microsoft Office where undo is only a button away, just find the best way to go and be aware of everything in front of you because for so you may avoid over-regretting things if you don't have anything to regret.
I have one flexible advice, actually a quote i heard thousands of times, where you can apply it to anything when it's dealing with human relationship where love is included into, only if you want to stand and struggle for it.
"treat someone like you want to be treated"
So, just fucking love that fucking someone like you want to be fucking loved.
This is the end of this post, kinda disappointing for me because love makes me heard extremely stupid literally every time i talked about it, i don't want to heard stupid even if i am stupid, and heard that stupid, but i heard much more stupider when love is the scope, i'm not this stupid even if i occasionally am, but i'm not this stupid when we talk about any other thing but math, or physics, or chemistry, or science stuff i don't get, but love is the only thing that makes me even stupider even though i think i have understood it, it's getting more confusing whenever i dive deeper. Love is stupid, agree?
Love is a turd, our turd.
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