Something different has been manifesting in my life lately. It’s no surprise to me, as I have carefully executed our little plans to take over the world, and I’m starting to feel like it’s actually already happening. I’m past the point of feeling it, now I’m hearing it from other sources.
What a solemnly twisted and desperate little world we find ourselves in, as if we didn’t all need this to happen so we could finally come together. That’s right though, I needed something. I wanted to be a part of something else, and I got exactly what I deserved and I’m getting what I deserve.
It should come as no surprise that I haven’t made use of my HBO Max subscription, the Free TV that came with my room, or the two thousand I have in credit at finger hut and some other Amway product catalogue out there, but I’ve listened to 11,345 songs so far this year and I’m not stopping for no one.
I couldn’t write this unless it happened to me, and right about now it’s all happening.
Complaining Is An Art Form 