My new sounds:
me in gif form
<——THE PIGEON WHISPERER?
SUPER IMPORTANT NEWS UPDATE: IT APPEARS AS IF PIGEONS CONTINUE TO REIGN TERROR THROUGHOUT THE WORLD
hypothesis: dont fuck with pigeons. dont look at a pigeon, dont talk to a pigeon, dont sniff or touch a pigeons butt EVER OK! lastly, if u see a pigeon w crazy eye & u have no back up available, just flee on your yellow vespa(i know u have one stop lying bro) & find the nearest bomb shelter until the pigeon threat decreases.
follow these simple rules to avoid potentially dangerous, most probably deadly, pigeon encounters.
my twitter avi as a cool gif made by my buddy @randeezydogge
i find myself getting caught in the monotony of life. right now all that really includes is isolating at the house getting high, playing video games and fucking around on the internet. the isolation has been going on for about 5 years now and i got addicted to that certain sadness as cliche as it sounds. i have even grown to like being alone over the years, mostly because the people i’ve let in have let me down. content with the feelings of sadness and loneliness i feel.
over the last year or so, i’ve grown tired of it. the monotony. wasting the creative, intelligent brain i have. being a “loser.” i haven’t really worked in a couple years. i’ve just been getting fucked up. i’m at the point where i want to go back to college, make new friends and put my artistic talents to use. i can just smoke a little weed now and be cool. i haven’t abused any of the pills that plagued me in the past for months now. i feel like i’ve been at bottom for so long, that the only way to go is up.
it looks like a finally got a job over an hour away in delaware meaning i’m going to have to find an apartment and have to live on my own for the first time. i certainly have some qualms about that. i don’t feel as if i’m completely self-sufficient. it’s in a college town and i’d have the chance to meet new people and recapture a social life. i will be working too. there are certainly a lot of positives, but i’m a little worried. what if the monotony follows me no matter where i go? what if i’m supposed to be a failure and be alone? these are just some of the thoughts i have on a daily basis.
ultimately, i know that’s not my destiny. i know that i have the strength, talent and perseverance to do whatever i set my mind to. it’s time to man up and start a life of my own no matter where that may lead.
is it possible to be beautifully fucked up?
when people tell me i’m funny it feels good because i sometimes feel that’s all i have going for me.