all everyone does nowadays is whine.
and all i do, all the time i have is spent saying “shut the fuck up”
life is tough enuff without these puffs crying about it.
i’ve got my helmet—do you have yours?
talked to ES tonight, and a lot of insight was had….

and what i realized was that everyone around me was a weak ass punk motherfucker.
the only reason half of these jerks were put on this planet were to piss me off.

they can’t drive.
they can’t park.
they can’t speak in front of a crowd.
they can’t write something intelligible (irony?).
they can’t enjoy themselves….
i burn with anger now.

i’m sick of people whining about “there’s no jobs anywhere for me…i’m so hopeless–feel pity for me” while at the same time they drive mommy and daddy’s car, getting allowance from them.

i wish.
it sucks having to work for a living, doesnt’ it.
fucking whining ass pussy long island faeries who know nothing except daddy’s money and the cock down the hall.
shut up with all the whining…you have no idea how good you have it.

i’ve got scars in places where you don’t have places.
i’ve got pain in my mind where you haven’t had thought.

i’ve got emotions that you are years away, and 3 kids away from having.
i’m so alone now. i’ve shed my ball & chain when i left my comfy parent’s house.

why can’t everyone else do the same? why am i the only one?
every thought i have is stolen.
every love i have is self made.
every woman i have feelings for i taken from me.
everything i know is pain and sweat.
it’s even harder because i know that i can’t give up—i promised.
was this part of the promise i made? i hope not.
i can’t take too much more of these crybaby puffs.

i can’t sit here and vent any more without being too upset about it.
i’ll leave you with this line though::

“you don’t ‘catch up’ on anything…you do what you do, and that’s it. if you read, then read. if you watch teevee, then watche teevee….but you can’t ‘catch up’”.