Carlton Banks, what are you doing??
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Childhood memories, oh so welcome are the feelings that you bring. The best game ever in my humble but honest opinion.
We are the generation of involuntary snake-oil salesmen, reaped of hopes and dreams, made money-hungry by suits risen to the top through bullshit and products with promise to fix us. Our broken souls, ugly bodies, boring lives. “You are nothing! Who did you think you are? Buy this car, this cologne, this furniture. It will show how much you are worth, how many dollars your name means. How interesting you are, how successful you are, how sexy you are.”
I’m now a part of this very system. The soul grinder. But I’m behind enemy lines and I’m gonna be their fucking Trojan horse!
It’s quite nice to be trusted as a close friend.
One of my best friends came to me today, torn apart. A two-year relationship have possibly come to an end. It’s hard to even try to say something uplifting, so I didn’t. Let him burst into tears whenever that scumbag brain of his decides to throw extremely emotional memories in front of his eyes. Try to mention things I learned or wish I knew the times in my past when love died. But mainly just listen, and be there. There is nothing I can fix.
It made me think. I’ve been in a “getting over” period in over a year. It feels like that is my new life stage now. Half-hearted, still-in-healing. I’m just used to it now. I will never stop loving her. Clinging to the past, exactly like I’ve promised myself not to do. Whatever. I’m a hopeless romantic like always.
I just long for the night I realize how strong my love is. But that love would be for another woman. Someone new. Someone I could love as fiercely as I loved her before. Even more.
I hope my friend’s relationship isn’t really over, that it’s just another speed bump along the way of a beautiful life together. There’s nothing wrong in living vicariously through a happy friend, is there?
Well fuck it, everyone just wants to be loved.
Time to nut up or shut up! No more sad-cunt lifestyle. Gonna make dat dough, make shit roll, get shredded, be totally Zen, reach my goals. Sing rock n’roll like fuckin’ Axl Rose. Cryin’ my metaphorical eyes sore, no more!