so i was gonna ask to join the perks community you're on sos i could post something i wrote, but instead, i decided to just post the stuff here. a present from me to you. here it is:
So he woke up thinking about, of all things, life. Isn't this some heavy shit for a slightly hungover Friday morning he thought, but the motor was running and the race was on. Nothing to be done about it so lets just hit the gas and ride it out. A "Fucking A" and a shrug, and he was off.
He couldn't help but think that things should be so much more clear than they were. Women, life, the future..hell, for that matter, he'd settle for the present. Ultimately, he just wanted to end up happy and(I know that I miss you, and I'm sorry if I dissed you)
for everybody else that he cared about to have the same fate. But that conclusion seemed pretty far off, if he could see it at all. He thought about whether he'd ever get somewhere in life, whatever the fuck that meant. Whether he'd ever figure out what it was that he wanted. And if he was lucky enough to get that one, if he'd ever figure out how to get it. Lets check the good 'ole magic 8 ball..huh oh, buddy boy, sources say no. looks like you
(Can't get that engine turned over, can't do it not even if sober)
are outta luck.
This shit was supposed to be for angsty high schoolers. Is it really possible that he was this old and still hadn't shaken this sickness? Cough, cough, buddy boy.
Oh, of course he had days where he knew it would all even out in the end. Just need to(Be like the squirrel, man, be like the squirrel)
keep on keeping on and all that crap. Somebody will(Sing to me, sing to me, I don't want to wake up on my own anymore)
fill that position, he'd figure out exactly what he needed outta life, and he'd go get it. Some day, it'll happen. But isn't that just a load of shit? Like a smoker who keeps telling himself (and others) that THIS is his last pack, then finds some stupid reason why it shouldn't be and just keeps going down the same DAMN destructive path.
But thats being a bit too melodramatic, now isn't it? After all, hasn't he been having fun along the way? Hell, there was a smile on his face just last night, and there had been plenty more without going too far back in the past. Wasn't that good enough? Well, it is up until(These days I seem to think a lot about the things that I forgot to do)
you wake up and feel those dry chapped lips and taste that thick, killer after-drinking morning breath and all you wanna do is drink some water and get cleaned up, but that brain of yours has the different plan of contemplating that all time whore that is life. But ah well, he thought and that motor started to sputter. Why do I need to(Wake..from your sleep..and dry all your tears..Today, we escape..we escape...)
worry myself? Fun is what I'm having, and I'm looking forward to tonight, and that'll just have to do just fine, he thought. Think I'll get just one more pack. cough cough, buddy boy; cough cough.
And thats when the motor for the car called life went dead and stopped doing those laps upstairs. Out of this race, but he'll surely be back some day, moving faster than anyone expected him to. For now, I'm just gonna(Be like the squirrel, man, be like the squirrel)
keep on keeping on.
A "Fucking A" and a shrug, and thats just what he did...
i hope you like it. lastly, i like dinosaurs too :) but t-rex isn't my favorite..i like the ankylosaurus best. here are some pictures of what it looked like in case you don't already know: