LIFE'S NOT A BITCH. LIFE IS WHAT FUCKS US IN THE ASS
Here is how life goes. You get born, you have five years to piss away your time thinking you're going to be that age forever, then you turn five and anxiously await your first day of school. Your parents have to pretty much drag you away from school your first day, then eventually they'll have to do everything just short of paying you to actually go. You get the shit kicked out of you by bullies who weren't beat enough by their parents (or too much depending on the case), only to find out seven years later that they're growing up to be smarter and more successful than you are, you hit the right age to get a job, but because you don't have enough experience (also known as kissing ass and fellatio) you end up pissing your time away, wondering why all of the jobs are going to ditzy, incompetant, slacker, slutty females and not you, only to realize it's because you have more self respect and don't find giving head to be a good means of finding employment, like morals really matter anyways. Once you finally get a job, there's always that one guy who treats you like shit, gets promoted, slacks off, and then you find out the only reason he works there is because the manager happens to be his best friend, who also turns out to be a moronic 20 year old dipshit with shit in his teeth who managed to suck ass his way to the top. Once you graduate you think that everything is going to be better now that you're out on your own, only to be blind to the real world that actually wants to screw you in the ass at every opportunity, just so they can fill their own damn pockets with money. Your girlfriend you loved so much dumps you because you're going to different colleges in different parts of the country (or the same part, it doesn't matter to them) and she doesn't do the long distance thing, all the while you struggle your ass off trying to balance between your part time job and school, and just barely get a passing mark, while at the same time those stupid sluts who managed to get jobs are getting a free ride because they are sleeping with all of their teachers/professors who decided to give them a good mark not based on their ability level in their head, but their ability level in their body. So you finally graduate from your final year of college and earn your diploma/ doctorate/degree in whatever it is you're taking, and then you find out that it's twice as hard trying to get a job this time around because there are a hundred times as many people applying for the same job, and a huge fraction of those people are more expeienced than you. But experience doesn't matter anyways because whoever has the biggest breasts will always get a job (and this does not apply to men). You piss your free time away in a bar, getting pissdrunk loaded off of cheap liqour and wind up waking up next to someone who stands up to piss. Eventually, your barhopping will lead you to meet that "special someone" who you only marry out of sheer desperation. After seven years and three kids later, she divorces you, you lose everything you ever owned, you wind up living the rest of your life in a small, one roomed apartment where you eventually die alone (because you've already outlived all your own family), and just as a last ditch effort for the world to make everything really shitty for you, your casket gets sent to the wrong address and your body ends up being eaten by a redneck family who mistake your rotting carcas for a supper for their extremely large family. The End. Happy story huh?

Let's all just face it. Life sucks, and you all know it. Nothing is forever and nothing is certain. Life just sits around and watches us make up a life that we planned out from the very beginning, and laughs at us as our hopes fall and disappointment sets in when nothing goes our way. There's no such thing as a happy ending. Even when everything seems like it's great, something is going to eventually happen to make it suck again. One minute everything's great, then it sucks again, then it's great, then it sucks. It's like a fucking tornado, it's heading for the trailor park.

Stop thinking that everything will eventually turn out alright, because it won't. Even if it does seem alright, don't automatically assume that the worse isn't going to happen, because that's usually when the bad will sneak up on you and bite you in the ass. Don't worry though. There's always a surefire way to get rid of all of your problems:

Blow me.

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