Withstanding religious worship and futile cults.
I rarely reply to comments.
I'm the friend that always gets peer pressured into doing all the stupid shit that nobody else wants to do.
I've stopped trying to get somewhere. There's no further to go. So I'm enjoying my time as it rolls along. If I die tomorrow, I'll be content because I wasn't thriving for a time and place I had no certainty of reaching. Need not false hopes.
My heart is crushed because the original Bronson Twist is now married. Tear jerker.
I'm a consistent whinger. And I slightly overuse the word 'hate'. But majority of the time I'm probably only voicing what you can't bring yourself to say out loud. If I offend you in the process and don't offer an apology, don't wait for it. I'll bear no guilt as I know my words have manifested clearly. I don't say things free of reason.
My fears bring me to constant lack of sleep. If you're online at a ridiculous hour, add me for talks. Seven years of insomnia is getting somewhat boring.
