I am not going to be blogging for a long time. I don’t know what’s wrong, I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to say and nobody should care anyway.
I’m becoming incoherent and whining on my blog, something I promised not to do when I started this blog. I need to stop writing cryptic little entries about my problems and start solving all the fucking problems that have been piling up.
I hate this blog.
A Man puts a dollar into a Vending Machine. He pushes the button expecting a bottle of Coke. Instead, the bottle gets stuck. The Vending Machine cheated this Man out of one dollar. A Police Car drives by.
A Man puts a dollar into a vending Machine. He pushes the button expecting a bottle of Coke. He put’s his hand inside the vending machine when the flap opens and grabs another bottle of Coke. The Vending Machine cheated him out of a dollar, so he was only getting back what he deserved, two bottles of coke. A Police Car drives by and he is arrested for shoplifting.
Justice depends on who did it. Governments are like Vending Machines and the People are like the Man.
Let justice be done, though the heavens may fall.
It wasn’t a mistake three years ago, It was salvation. I knew even then that it was temporary, but I wanted to enjoy it while it lasted.
Now I pay for it. My intentions were hardly evil, but in the end it broke me, twice. I’m not the fool I was then, but now I’m not any of that fool three years ago. My shadow is no longer mine, nor is my reflection. He won’t be missed though.
I’m a bad, bad person. I quite often hate myself, but I don’t dwell on it at all. I’m cold, angry and spiteful under all the bad jokes and comic relief.
I know all this, instead of changing, I embrace it. Are we all like this deep down? Aren’t we all like this deep down? Do we just ignore it, or is it just another bit of our humanity? A cruel, yet necessary curse that keeps us going?
Or is there better?
