Male.
Single.
Cynical.
You may refer to me as Mad.
Curiosities:
Art.
Writing.
Reading.
Cannabis.
Wordplay.
Cigarettes.
Photography.
Peanut Butter.
Punk.
Sometimes I'll say something funny.
Sometimes I'll get all deep and post
something pseudo-intelligent.
Just shut up and enjoy it.
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Good evening.
Hello,
To all who used to enjoy my sometimes rants welcome back into the mind of a man who lost it all. To yet find it again in the heart of a young woman who he felt he wasn’t good enough for. So he let her go. To find a drug that told him secrets about life but simultaneously destroyed his faith in humans. So he threw away his habit. To be tossed aside by society like the fast food wrappers that clog our waterways. But clung and crawled his way back into respect. I have been to the edge, my friends. The other side is not pretty. Luckily, I am back. I do not care if your five second attention spans do not appreciate this. I never have, but it will not stop me from writing these things out. Because right now I need someone, anyone to hear the ramblings of the real me. I have never felt more alone in a place where people are constantly telling me they care for me and it’s tearing me up inside. Enjoy. Or get fucked.
MCM.
P.S: This is going to be a little different, but hopefully still as funny as last time. Just a warning.
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We are just trying to figure each other out.
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My brother…
I’m afraid to come home drunk because I’m afraid my brother will think I’ve contracted a virus and shoot me on the grounds of being a zombie.
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What is…
We are all children.
Even when we pretend we aren’t, even when we have to be “adults”. We are still children.
You think what you are saying is profound. But you are a fucking child like the rest of us. So sit the fuck back down and enjoy the pretty colours, as life rolls on and death cripples us.
Boom.
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My Nephew…
Me - “Jude, Do you know why you are named Jude?”
Jude - “Because Mum and Dad like The Beatles.”
Me - “Do you like The Beatles, Jude?”
Jude - “NO! I like the fucking Clash”
Jude’s Mum - “JUDE! WATCH YOUR MOUTH!”
Jude - “Sorry, Mum!”
<Jude grins and give me a sneaky hi five>
Uncle-ing, I’m still doing it right.
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