So heres number one, the first, nothing before it, or after. I'm not even sure why this is up, i don't necessarily want someone to read it. What good does that do? in the grand scheme of things, how does that help me? it doesnt. i dont get paid, i dont get laid, i dont make millions of peoples lives better by writing this. Im not even sure that i can use this for a positive purpose.
Heres the truth, i look for escape. the fact of the matter is, i have nothing else to prove im human. Yeah sure, i have classes and pain, food, taste, sight. but that doesnt prove anything. what proves im alive is my yearning to be heard. my ongoing quest to find that release of tension. The never ending search to find my connection with the world. Now i could keep on going about all this deep, ever so boring act, or i could turn this into the longest metaphorical piece of shit you've ever heard. But ill save myself the trouble. The actual truth is i need time. I have thoughts that never get said, ideas that never see paper, i have things that need the time to be expressed. thats not crap, bullshit, lies or even the omitting of certain truths. its the honest opinion of someone who fails to see things through the eyes of anyone else but himself. by the way that someone is Jonathan. how u doing? anyway, thoughts. i have them, i share them, but a few manage to creep into the crevices of my brain and stay there. and u kno, it pisses the shit out of me because, u know what, they shouldnt be there. they should be exiting my mouth and finding the crevices of other peoples brains so they can ponder the hell out of the ideas. so thats why im here. to share with everyone else looking to get those crevices cleaned out. thats why im here, to salvage the little bit of "human" i have left. thats why im here. to get rid of my thoughts because, hey, who needs them.
