come on, fuck the world

I fully intended to make this actually good one day, but it is common knowledge that I never finish anything I start and so I might as well put it up here before I actually forget about it forever and it gets lost into the void of my hard drive. This is a "fuck you, world" thing.

P.S. I haven't actually slept with or eaten out anyone's mum. But I will. You just wait.

(while writing the above I just remembered the existence of this song. I used to listen to this in about 2006)

it's my life and i'll do what i want

i'll eat out your mum and then i'll eat a croissant

fuck expectations, fuck society

fuck sobriety and fuck propriety

i'll read fantasies about mythical creatures

then i'll fantasize about fucking my teachers

i'll spend a whole week locked up in my lair

writing songs i know no one's ever gunna hear

i'll drink by myself and go on the internet

talking to all these lofnotc i've never met

i'll video chat wearing just my bra

i'll chat them up and get them all to call me sasha

i'll drink till i can't fuck and then i'll fuck anyway

and promise him that he'll see me again some day

i'll smoke some unknown shit just to see what it'll do

then freak out, put myself to bed and think i miss you

i'll try to save the world from the human race

and secretly hope we disappear without a trace

not knowing if i'm doing this because i really care

or just because to live i need to make a career

i'll date guys i don't like, just so i can flirt

without the danger of heartbreak and hurt

i'll fuck even more, you can call me a whore

but it's more fun than crying over someone i adore

i'll sing you a song, though i know it's off key

stuff i could sell i'll give away for free

then i'll complain about being flat broke

and promptly go spend money on some dumb shit for a joke

I'll buy gluten free pasta and organic produce

sugar free chocolate and preservative free juice

then i'll go to mcdonalds for a burger and fries

an ice cream sundae, and a hot apple pie

i'll put broccoli and chili powder into birthday cakes

be vegetarian for one week and then cook up four steaks

i'll wear the same hoodie every day of the week

i'll make a bet and lose the game and have to do a streak

now you may say that all the things i do are really dumb

and all i have to say to that is, bitch i did your mum

i've only got one lifetime, and i'll do just what i please

no point in living if you miss these opportunities

i don't give a fuck what i should or shouldn't do

and i don't give a fuck whether anyone approves

your picture perfect life looks like utter misery

keep your kids and SUV, I'll take the liberty

I Am A Loner

One of these days I am going to rent a cabin somewhere in the middle of nowhere for one year or maybe even longer. And I am going to go live in it by myself with no phone and no internet and all I will do is read books and listen to music and play music and write music and go for walks and swims and be naked all the time and sit in trees and play games with myself like I used to when I was a little kid and I had no brothers or sisters and my parents were busy and I went and played outside by myself after school every day. And then when I return to society perhaps I will better appreciate the friends that I have and the technology that I have access to or perhaps I will see how stupid it all is and go back where I just came from and be a hermit forever. I don't know which way it will go but I do know that I need to get away from all this for a bit and I know that I won't get the opportunity for at least a few years but I can wait and I am determined to make it happen. Because this is the only life that I have and I want to do what I want with it because if I don't do what I want to do then what is the point in living it at all? Fuck expectations and obligations and fuck what anyone thinks I should do and what anyone thinks I should want. I'll please myself.

Delta At Pi Exclamation mark Three Pound (or Look I Can Do This Too)

This is shit.

This may be a big surprise:

You're not the centre of my life

I know you think that you're darn tootin'

But I'm more busy avoiding gluten

No, I do not spend my days

Dreaming up all of the ways

That I could cause you misery

Or make you have to contact me

Your arrogance shines like a light

When you think that I want to fight

Like I have nothing better to do

Than bicker over shit with you

So sure, I read your stuff online

But not because for you I pine

I'm not obsessed with you, you see

I'm really just obsessed with me

Call me vain and self-absorbed

(or a "souless cheating whore")

But you know how I love attention

And if I ever get a mention

In your poetry or prose

I am going to want to know.

When I saw those lies on your page

Initially I just felt rage

That you'd put me in such a light

At least get your fucking facts right

I'm not the model girlfriend, sure

I might be a bitch but I'm not a whore

As for lies, I can think of one time

And I don't think that's what you had in mind

But several times I caught YOU lying

Many nights you left me crying

Not sure when you think I strayed

I would never cheat, no way

I have a clue who you suspect

Well, he was the least of your threats

I see a lot of irony

That soulless is what you call me

When you're the one that couldn't feel

Couldn't love me quite for real

Although you thought it in your head

Emotionally you were dead