Life As A Service

I miss being younger. I like thinking/feeling like a kid sometimes, letting the world open up in front of me and walking confidently into it. But the world has been shrinking ever since I passed the quarter-century marker on my mortal coil. In the high-school, work and dorm years I felt like I could fuck around because I was surrounded by people who were likewise naive and immature and comfortable with life (just not their place in it). But now we all feel self-imposed pressure to force serious and we can't even hide our apathy anymore. And we're always apathetic. Everyone is growing up or moving on or whatever but everyone seems to be getting more wound up and worn down as well. It's like we're marginalizing life in order to live. How the fuck can we be so miserable when we're so surrounded by wealth and good fortune?

That reminds me, I have a great business idea, a revolution in businessing: Life As A Service. Picture a service that bullshits on Facebook for you, lols on Twitter, answers your e-mails and connects by wifi to a module in your brain that can automatically detect when you give a fuck in the process of determining whether to inform you that a text message from that person you really wish the service hadn't given your digits to has been received. People will pledge loyalty to this marvelous new paradigm, and we'll break new ground and earn more money and fulfill all our ambitions and try our hardest to completely and utterly bury the kids we used to be until something in our collective minds fucking snaps and we revert to drooling, dawdling infants in a spectacle of cosmic karma; the price to pay for all our self-justified decadence.
 
no shit.


wish I could live those 08 lifes, id have to tell my self what NOT TO DO.
like reply to that BL mssg saying I was cool.
life ,
went down hill, with 2ce.
i'm a church goer kinda guy.
my sunday was full of. OK MAN
OK MAN
OK
MAN'
drinks grape juice, and eats breat.
WE THERE Yet


grown ass adult.
confused WHY AM I EATING THIS SHIT
 
yeah 2c-e is a fucking weird drug, I can't imagine lining up for communion wafers tripping on that business!
 
It wasn't so bad, because its not like the church was about to piss test me lol. Lmao, i still recall the time i ordered 2ce at the rehab i was at, tripping nuts sitting in a chair ,with a sourpucker look on my face the entire time.
I got drugtested, i kept pissing on the floor instead of making it in the cup, and since 'i was on medication', they just kept giving me water.
The staff worker at the rehab had to hold the cup for me,lmao. Yep he wore those yellow gloves.
I passed the piss test and on the walk back to the room i started digging in the trash for cans.tripping balls,its 3am. The staff were across the street watching me, i hissd and took my cans to my room.
I wake up the next morning with graduation papers, and they took me to a 3quarter house,
Where i got on,and off methadone.
Fuck methadone
Fuck
Fuxk
Methadone
Never again.
 
loool reality sucks tripping. people think you've gone crazy and want to bring you back to baseline, not thinking that maybe you wanted to get away from baseline for a bit...
 
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