The price is not that far

I should have not done that, i know that i should have not done that.

Are you all also thinking about what i have been thinking lately? I just realized it, i wonder how could i have never thought about that basic simple thought.

I just found out that it's easier to build than to tear up what we've built. It's easier to purchase than to sell what we've bought. It's easier to produce than to make what we've produced be disentangled. It's easier to enter, than to leave.

Paradiso

I was laying alone on the balcony, stargazing the night sky when the brightest star on the horizon suddenly disappeared. I couldn't notice any presence of cloud that time, the other stars are still there but the brightest one just disappeared and i didn't know where it went. I didn't really know what was the name of that star but i hope that was the mighty Sirius, i was so sure that was Sirius. But what happened next is something as impossible as that moment when i suddenly transported into the front gate of hell, the brightest star came back, and it turned much brighter and bigger than before. That star was getting bigger and bigger, and i just get fascinated of that probably one of the rarest beautiful event a human can witness merely with naked eyes. I didn't blink that moment for a pretty long period as when i see that star transformed into a colossal shining ball. But then i knew that that star wasn't getting bigger or brighter, it was moving closer. At that point, the only possibility i could think about is the first act of giant chain reactions of doomsday.

IL INFERNO DI DANTE OF DA 21ST CENTURY PART II

Now i'm about to continue my journey on Inferno, for those who hasn't read the previous post, i suggest you not to.

"Why you don't want to take us across my old friend?" "because i'm enough with my shits and i don't think i have enough space for other people's Virgil, and we've never been a friend" seems like there ain't no way, this son of bitch will never change his mind. Then i take Bob to talk "hey the fuck Bob? Where is your magic trick?" "what?" "you usually bring something to bribe those bitches and now what? You'll keep asking for a thousand times just to hear a thousand nos? Come on Bob, i know that you have shit for that bitch, just please stop wasting our time" "no i don't have anything" "oh Bob come on i can no longer take that Phlegyas' handsome face, i'm sick of it, i want to kiss him, i might turn gay if you don't hurry" "no really Dante i don't have anything to please him, i don't know anything about this guy and no one really knows unless God himself" "oh you serious Bob?" "well yes i am" "then how we cross? Is there any other way than using that son of a bitch's 'ferry'?" "i don't know how and i don't think there is other way, i think swimming probably worth a shot" "oh really swimming? Oh my god, i will think how to please this Phlegyas. So we should take this guy's skiff to reach the other side of the river, but to me he seems like won't change his mind in any way we're going to try, right Bob?" "no i will just give him a bar of chocolate like the last time i went here" "SAID YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO BRIBE HIM MOTHERFUCKER" "yes i said that i don't have anything, but i didn't say that i don't have chocolate" "WHAT THE FUCK BOB I'M AFRAID THAT I SHOULD SWIM ACROSS" "why so serious?" "FUUUUUUCCCCCKKK YOU GOT ME BOB FUCK YOU" i cried. So we come back to Phlegyas and do some light talks before we give him the chocolate.

IL INFERNO DI DANTE OF DA 21ST CENTURY PART I

INFERNO

Yo sup bitches, i'm dat muthafuckin' Dante of da 21st century. Now i'm gonna re write my muthafuckin' holy scriptures on dis muthafuckin' technology of da 21st century. As yo guys have known, Divina Comedia divided into 3 muthafuckin' parts, Inferno, Purgatorio, and Paradiso. Now i'm gonna write da Inferno yo, but dis is 21st century, so i'm gonna write dis Inferno da other way, not in poem or epic form, i will just type it without cantos yo, also in da language of today's generation would understand. And i use English coz i'm not sure if today's generation would understand da muthafuckin' Tuscan. So bitches please pay attention to da muthafuckin' text.

No need caption

Now i'm going to write something about my life.

Uninspiring one and usually plain, commonly done and lots went in vain. I'm a man standing like a light of a candle, did so much dancing and plenty of denial. I don't know why i'm going to write these, while i still feel like stumbling between mist. One day i saw an old lady rubbing her hair on a rocking chair, i got jealous to her smile which came every once in a while. I don't know why can't i be happy like that, probably because my kind is quite bad. These simple stupid pointless shitty rhymes have fucking gone pretty bad undone, so shut the fuck up cause my anaconda don't want none unless you got buns.

The hell is that?

The hell happened?

YO WHAT'S UP YO, HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU GOIN' YO, I'M FUCKING FINE IF YOU WONDERING YO.

Ice cream is also fine

I completely aware of everything's existences around me. I know that i've been surrounded by plenty of other colossal things for my whole life. I know that there are a lot of things which were able to crush me to the bones only in a split second. But i do nothing to those and i keep staying on this comfort zone without doing any meaningful effort to join those big leagues, i just keep disappointing people, i'm still waiting for miracle to happen and i'm sick of it but i can't do anything. I just don't really know where i am, and i still don't know where to go.

I've been walking down the tunnel for my entire life and after all these years i still haven't seen the light at the end of it, even i haven't seen the end of the tunnel either. I don't know how long i should shamble through this tunnel. I don't know where this tunnel will lead me to. I don't know what kind of long road should i pass through in front of me. This tunnel is much darker than any human has ever imagine. I don't know where to go.

Suicide note

Good evening everyone, tonight i'm going to be more serious than usual, i want to share some problems of mine because i can't keep it on my own. I don't ask for solution, i just need someone to hear my thoughts, but that is also one of my problem, no one wants to hear me, and if there someone who is, they usually not truly listening. So i will just write it down here, at least i can release the problems inside me so there will be someone who knows what is happening.

I don't usually share my private life to everyone so i don't really know how to start it.

Okay i can do it, but i beg your pardon if there would be any kind of disturbing word you don't like, i'm not really good at picking words, yeah you know that i barely speak to people so, i'm sorry.

It all started approximately 4 and a quarter years ago.

Has not been given a title yet

I'm not really sure how to start it.

I just hate to not be able to do anything to change something i can't stand, and at this point, i'm as brittle as a baby, baby Hercules. Nah fuck that i just don't know what to do and i really want to write after seeing the statistics' difference of yesterday's views against today's. I got 118 yesterday and guess how many views i've got now? 5....

5 ya bitches 5

Yeah even if i no longer intensively write things on this blog but the difference of the amount annoyed me more than it should, i mean how the fuck could this such kind of thing happen? But i'm trying to be as positive as a test pack, i'm seeing things from whole different way, i'm trying to look at the good side of things. The way to be positive on this case is, i probably living in a well-appreciated society right now, i hope i am. And if i do live in one, of course it's about the good people around me, i thank you very much guys, hope you all read this till the end of this post, trust me you won't regret the time you waste on reading pointless shit i will write.

Just keep scrolling.


Trust me.

YO SSUP BICAZ

Hello bastards, i know it has been a long time since the last time posted on this shit, i just want you to know that i'm still alive and i still remember the password of this shit. Yeah i know it's pretty sad to remember that it has been a pretty long time since the last time i posted on this shit, i just want you to know that i'm still alive and i still remember the password of this shit. And then i will tell you how sad i recall the last time i posted on this shit, i just want you to know that i'm still alive and i still remember the password of this shit. And so on.

I've started to loose the hell of writing world and i feel pretty bad, i'm not even sure that there would be someone who is going to laugh when they read my recent writings like me myself when i read my old posts until this very second. Yes i know that i have lost my ability to entertain through this media because yeah it has been a pretty long time.

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