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If younger me met older me.

If the young me, full of aspirations, vigor and a love for life met the adult me, he would beat the living shit out of me. And notice I didn't say try. I said he would. Younger me was strong and fast. Me now is tired and hopeless (actually thats not true, I've recently been losing tons of weight by running every day and eating right...praise me!) so his whooping of his own future ass wouldn't even be a problem. 

 

When I was a kid, I always said I would never smoke, I would never drink, weed is for burnouts, I'd never get out of shape. I would only date a girl who was similar to me blah de fuckin blah. Hell about the only thing that hasn't changed is my love for banter and the fine folks of ebaumsworld have always given me a steady supply of it. 

 

But as for everything else...well fuck it. I smoke weed, I drink (much less often than I smoke and I don't even do that much, I'm just recently getting back into shape and my girlfriend of nearly four years? We literally agree on nothing, music, movies, I don;t think she's ever read a book besides fuckin Twilight. Have I mentioned how much I hate that waste of ink? Oh in case you didn't read my blog about it. I FUCKIN HATE IT! That pretty much sums it up. 

 

So it's funny, eceryone says how oh when we're kids our career choices are so "childish", in my opinion when we are children we are innocent enough to actually be MORE mature than our older selves. I was rational about not smoking weed, cigs, never drinking. It made perfect sense. now my decisions go towards the "why the fuck not" ideology we young people love so much. Can you all honestly tel me that before you were corrupted by friends, colleagues and the media that you weren't of a similar mindset?

I am the godlyone and i wish I was thirteen again.

 

oh yeah and fuck you ravensong. Fuck you.

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