Thursday, December 2

'Idealism is guilty middle-class bullshit. At least I admit that I don't know. I know that things are fucked up, beyond belief, and I have nothing original to say about it...' - Jeff, SubUrbia

Anything is possible. It is night on planet earth and I'm alive. And someday I'll be dead. Someday I'll just be bones in a box, but right now, I'm not. And anything is possible. And that's why I can go with her because each moment can just be what it is. There's no failure, there's no mistake. I just go there and live there and what happens, happens. It doesn't matter what I do as long as I don't care about the results. And that's why now, I'm getting naked.

I'm getting naked and I'm not afraid. You know? I don't need money, man. I don't even need a future. I, I could knock out all of my teeth with a hammer. So what? I could poke my eyes out. I'd still be alive, you know? At least I'd know that I was doing something real for two or three seconds, you know? It's all about feat and I'm not afraid anymore, man. Fuck it! Fuck fear!










 


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