got seriously bored of ranting and posting awesome posts about how some things suck.
I need need need need THAT CAMERA, FELLAS. I SUDDENLY REALIZE THAT I ACCIDENTALLY HIT THE CAPS LOCK BUTTON.
Anyway. The beauty costs around 14 grands. I've slept, walked, motherfucking LIVED with it in the past. It wasn't mine then. It can be now. The amount I earn is not enough to smilingly fling bills at my friend's face and snatch it. I might have to wait. I will have to wait. But I am going to get it. I wish I could paint or something, I'd sell them or paint shirts or something and earn or something. Life, presenting itself as such a visage seems horribly unfair. Consistency and perseverance is what must be absorbed. I dream about this thing and me like parted lovers dream about sex. I, also, dream about sex.
Incidentally, I am deprived of it and I know it's importance when it comes to keeping nerves calm and staying focused Funny but true. An enlightened one once told me, the factual authenticity of which I dare not question for it sits well with the reasoning, that people should start having sex at an early age, well, not ridiculously early but comparative to the Indian ethically correct age for sex. That helps create poets and artists and well sorted out people. Well sometimes there could be dogs and pillars too. It is all about feeling great. You need to feel physically great to levitate mentally. Some can have it by shopping, or LSD, or MARIJUANA[respect], or eating chocolate icecream or something. Some have it by SEX.
So, I digressed there.
I need that camera. I wont tell you which. I'll SHOW you which. If you love SAPM enough already, kindly donate or something?
I am begging, like.
On a brighter note, I will be supremely glad to survive tomorrow's presentation. Tomorrow is Sunday, also.
FML.
I need need need need THAT CAMERA, FELLAS. I SUDDENLY REALIZE THAT I ACCIDENTALLY HIT THE CAPS LOCK BUTTON.
Anyway. The beauty costs around 14 grands. I've slept, walked, motherfucking LIVED with it in the past. It wasn't mine then. It can be now. The amount I earn is not enough to smilingly fling bills at my friend's face and snatch it. I might have to wait. I will have to wait. But I am going to get it. I wish I could paint or something, I'd sell them or paint shirts or something and earn or something. Life, presenting itself as such a visage seems horribly unfair. Consistency and perseverance is what must be absorbed. I dream about this thing and me like parted lovers dream about sex. I, also, dream about sex.
Incidentally, I am deprived of it and I know it's importance when it comes to keeping nerves calm and staying focused Funny but true. An enlightened one once told me, the factual authenticity of which I dare not question for it sits well with the reasoning, that people should start having sex at an early age, well, not ridiculously early but comparative to the Indian ethically correct age for sex. That helps create poets and artists and well sorted out people. Well sometimes there could be dogs and pillars too. It is all about feeling great. You need to feel physically great to levitate mentally. Some can have it by shopping, or LSD, or MARIJUANA[respect], or eating chocolate icecream or something. Some have it by SEX.
So, I digressed there.
I need that camera. I wont tell you which. I'll SHOW you which. If you love SAPM enough already, kindly donate or something?
I am begging, like.
On a brighter note, I will be supremely glad to survive tomorrow's presentation. Tomorrow is Sunday, also.
FML.
