The Morning is Bright

Just when you're having a good day, think you're about to have a good one... the juxtaposition of bright sunshine and mother-of-god you're fucking up my mood moments arise. What can you do? You can be a fuck face about things and well continue to be bitter (exactly what I plan to do right now because I think I reserve the right to), or you can be a pansy and let life/the people in it fuck you in the ass willingly. Yeah, I mean that metaphorically speaking. Not that there's nothing wrong with butt sex; some people are into it. All I'm saying is that it hurts, that's really the comparison I'm trying to arrive at. Sure, a rather gross one... but can you really think of a more palpable example? If there's anything I can compare th pain I'm feeling right now to something physical that one would even begin to under stand... it's butt penetration ok? Just watch an episode of Oz on HBO. I'm not sure if it's canceled yet but that show will give you a great effing idea of how this day has been going.

Selfish... yeah, what exactly is in that word? Self. Right. "ish"... so no not really, technically even that word alone does not give someone license to be totally and completely full of themselves. Key element here is "ish"... not fully. I hate selfish people. Just commit, call yourself "full of it"/"full of yourself". Don't allow yourself to be called selfish. It's just not right. It's like concentrate juice as opposed to the fresh squeezed.


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