dude, we all got to one day. we all have that point in our lives when we realize, hey, my parents/siblings are just people, and in reality, they are fucking crazy (maybe even jealous of our freedom), we arent the crazy ones.
little effort can do a lot for your life, just like a couple drums of gasoline can burn down a city, just like a couple tubes of paint can make a masterpeice, or how a couple minutes on a computer can make a book,
its easy to talk about how shitty yr situation is, and its very very very easy to sabotage your own living situation by being a slave to comfort,
and trust me, moving seems like a lot of work, and its frustrating, just finding a place is a pain in the ass, let alone moving all yr shit, boxes and bullshit,
but the little effort hoes a long way, freedom is something worth paying for, in fact, we have to pay for it, which is why our crazy parents are so fucking to us, they pay for us to live, and feel like we owe them something, which we do, but only to a certain extent,
fucking do it, apply the little effort, you wouldnt be in school, had you not signed up for classes, if you need a helping hand, i'll be there with advice, even help you move your stuff, if your willing to take the chance i might drunkenly brake your things,
we all got to do it sometime trust me, i feel like a fucking traveling circus, once i get settled in one place, its time to move, im about to settle down in santa monica, so i'll be a ghost for real, even more so than i am now
but yeah, now that ive ranted for 7 paragraphs, whats im trying to say is:
daan! you're leaving to santa monica??! that's both awesome and tragic :[ and I am moving out over the summer..it's all planned and everything. lets get drunk and lift boxes.
dude, we all got to one day. we all have that point in our lives when we realize, hey, my parents/siblings are just people, and in reality, they are fucking crazy (maybe even jealous of our freedom), we arent the crazy ones.
ReplyDeletelittle effort can do a lot for your life,
just like a couple drums of gasoline can burn down a city,
just like a couple tubes of paint can make a masterpeice,
or how a couple minutes on a computer can make a book,
its easy to talk about how shitty yr situation is, and its very very very easy to sabotage your own living situation by being a slave to comfort,
and trust me, moving seems like a lot of work, and its frustrating, just finding a place is a pain in the ass, let alone moving all yr shit, boxes and bullshit,
but the little effort hoes a long way,
freedom is something worth paying for,
in fact, we have to pay for it,
which is why our crazy parents are so fucking to us,
they pay for us to live, and feel like we owe them something, which we do, but only to a certain extent,
fucking do it, apply the little effort,
you wouldnt be in school, had you not signed up for classes,
if you need a helping hand, i'll be there with advice, even help you move your stuff, if your willing to take the chance i might drunkenly brake your things,
we all got to do it sometime
trust me, i feel like a fucking traveling circus,
once i get settled in one place,
its time to move,
im about to settle down in santa monica,
so i'll be a ghost for real,
even more so than i am now
but yeah, now that ive ranted for 7 paragraphs, whats im trying to say is:
MOVE OUT
i'll even help
daan! you're leaving to santa monica??! that's both awesome and tragic :[ and I am moving out over the summer..it's all planned and everything. lets get drunk and lift boxes.
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