[bring on the pain, house of pain that is] "I stepped on a roach once...that fucker got right back up and beat the hell outta me." (for real) so here i am to save the day. MIGHTY MOUSE. for all you intelligent oldies out there. i've given up on feelin' bad and i couldn't feel no damn better. no more of that. and some more of this please. i'm fine now. relaxed. kicked back. frick n frack. no doubt. i have no complaints. none. i got hired. so now i'll jus' work on not gettin' fired. o. me. so crazee. i am. sometimes. like now. but not later. SEB is heart-BROKEN. kicked down. and pushed around. K let her down. beat her again. (not literally) but seriously. emotional pain is worse. (so i believe) scars may heal. but a wounded heart never does. [indeed] so i say. FUCK IT! fuck K. fuck guys who don't get you. fuck people who don't get it either. fuck anyone who's ever let you down. fuck conformity. fuck parents. fuck past lives. and future wives. fuck maturity. fuck snobs. slobs. and jobs. and most of all. fuck TAXES! YA HEARD! good. so i'm done venting. i must say. things are ten times better since i've let my crush go. i'm glad. right now. i could careless to see him tomorrow. or today. or the next week after now. it doesn't matter. LIVE FOR YOURSELF. DIE FOR YOURSELF. and this is how it goes. like soft rain against the pavement. smooth. lovely. tempting. and sad. but it all goes on. so buck up little campers...the journey's only half over! and this completes my broadcast...stay tuned for the next commerical free episode. "One bullet..." DFN.