coffee Thoughts
I've always wondered what gerbils thought abvout when they go through those weird as fuck habitrails, like are they thinking "FUCK THIS BULLSHIT AGAIN, ME AND THEB OYS ARE BREAKING OUT TONIGHT!" only to realize moments later that the boys are a bowl of pellets and a squeaky ball they've been humping to death? These are the stupid thoughts I have as I struggle to comprehend the world of today. not in the way most people would when trying to interpret the stupid things they witness, but rather the greatness of the universe as it cracks down on the rampant stupidity, as if Idiocy itself were the cocaine of the mind. Which, I guess in a way, it is really is! but im not even thinking clearly, I don't like thinking clearly, or logically in the mornings, it's become my crux, my weakness, my way of dumbing down my own thoughts in hopes of having an empathetic ephnay, which is what I've been trying to do from the very start of this thing I guess. From the day...