ive been a bad bad boy. i always wondered what it would be like to be in this position. a position where you can take what you want from others and not feel a thing.

dont worry folks, all parties have given written consent to be taken advantage of.

they always told me that being mean to other people is not the way to live life. that the way to be a good person was to play nice and give a damn what others thought of you and gasp when someone has something to say and say sorry sorry sorry i change ill go ill wait for you whenever at the drop of a hat. well i dont like that, and i dont think i stay that way.

i was starting to get tired of being the reliever. the clean up man. take whats broke and fix it and be quick about it. i was good at it, but its a thankless job and i hated it. the pay is horrible and theres no dental insurance. and the perks are few and far between, so why would i even bother with dealing with people who dont give a damn about you for that?

sorry, couldnt answer.

its a much better situation for me now. i can do and choose as i please. i can have standards and tell someone who doesnt meet them to go fuck a horse, cuz you two look like you were meant for each other. and if i break a few eggs or windows or mirros here and there, i dont ever have to hear about it or deal with it or any of that kind of bullshit, cuz quite frankly its not my problem.

hi. you'll do.

when moses parted the red sea, after he made sure everyone got across, he let the waters close and cause a big mess with the egyptian soldiers and their horses and such. but whatever, not that big a deal, right? if terrell owens can say that people hating him is like people when they hated jesus, then i should be able to break hearts and not catch any grief about it. im sorry, but it comes easy now. ive learned the ropes. ive gone through it, and now i put others through it.

i dont feel bad, but because of that, should i feel bad? should i be whining and moaning about how i dont whine and moan anymore? of course not. thats just the old self talking. hes a fucking idiot, if you see him on the street, give him a swift kick in the bollocks for me and tell him to grow the fuck up. cuz the world is growing up everyday, and if he doesnt keep up, he'll be stuck with clean up on Aisle Whatever till the cows come home. im tired and im tired of waiting for that guy. lifes more fun when youre having fun anyway.

mo, whats wrong with you? why are you acting this way? i dont like it.

guess what lady?

you can go fuck horse.

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