
I remember when I could drive and not have to worry about the possibility of going to jail everytime I do so. How I pray for the day I can go out, and just get a plain old speeding ticket. That's what I want. I want to pay my $200, get it thrown out, and whatever. I just don't like jail. I don't like bad memories.
I remember taking videos of the most stupid random shit. And I thought I was so cool at the time. I wanted to make movies. If I made a movie these days, no one would go see it. I've lost a creative drive and I just want to scream at the stupidity of people. I should videotape things like people trying to parallel park and idiots trying to figure out an ATM machine, then do a narrative of how they should be dragged out into the street and beheaded for their sheer ignorance to common sense.

I suppose I'm starting to sound like an old man, as I've oft said, I am an old man trapped in my body. Either that or I've just decided to be bitter, and not look back. I'm not trying to turn into an asshole to everyone I meet, I'm just slowly growing to tolerate less and less. I used to have the patience of a rock. Not anymore.
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I remember when I was cool cause some guy wore his hair in the shape of a heart. And I miss those days. Things were easy then.
Preach on brother Ben. I remember those things as well. Noteably, the "wanting to drive somewhere without fear of being thrown in jail" and the "all girls are sluts" bits. If you're an old man then I guess I should start going senile soon...
I don't know.. I kinda like the sluts. They make me feel... so good about myself. Espically the anal whores. Oh yeah, and I bet they go to starbucks for the coffee that those fuckers piss in every morning!!
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