Okay, If I can just stop being stupid , and wholeheartedly botching my life up, 2007 is gonna be the best year ever. I can tell. It's glistening with shiny, oily, awesome.
It'd just be nice if the shiny, glistening awesomeness didn't cause me to fall on my face so Golramm much.
What I need is some crotchety old Codger, full of wisdom and vinegar, to tell me what to do. Yah, fricken Clint Eastwood to come along and set me right.
Anyway, what I got is my poor little, overused brain desperately trying to avoid fucking up.
I can sense the inevitable fuck-up looming. It's terrible and all-consuming.
It's gonna kill me, and you know what?
I totally deserve it.
I'm a bad person.
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Not really a bad person. But wisedom, maybe. But any advice; just take it one step at a time and do what you think is right. Doom like anything else, comes and goes like the moon over the night sky.
I bet ya 10 dollars that...
The moon never leaves the night sky. It just LOOKS like it goes away, but it's always fucking there.
You just need to compare yourself against worst people to make yourself look good.
...what do you think I have friends for?
To compare yourself to friends that are worst then you are to show how well you are to them. I can enjoy the logic.
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