im confused...
how to save a lazy confused man?
id like to rock the stage and cast the stone but everything needs money and i hate jobs!
damn the economy! economy's a global sized racial pit trap of slavery!
family's a shit, the system is broken! i dont have a "father"! at least a working one, one that serves it function in the system
and everyone just helps me in ways that i dont really like
07 September 2011
02 July 2011
loneliness is my one possesive lady
lonely why always lonely
id like to have those smiles
wanna have those funs
why im so lonely
when i can be lovely
id like to have those smiles
wanna have those funs
why im so lonely
when i can be lovely
25 June 2011
10 June 2011
I Missed My DS
I sold it for a thing i (later realized) can't use right away, and now i kinda regret it
Ooo i so wanna play SMT strange journey, FFTA2, etc. again
and those new DS games looks tasty...
anything to get rid of this boredom aaaargh
Ooo i so wanna play SMT strange journey, FFTA2, etc. again
and those new DS games looks tasty...
anything to get rid of this boredom aaaargh
My Dad is Satanic
Yeah apparently, my dad, and my grandpa, infact, maybe the whole paternal line of my father are those sort of people that makes deal with satan/genie etc. so yeah they got a lot of sins at their disposal.
Now that my grandpa is dead, the heir was my father (crowned as heir since... birth maybe), and yeah sins have their consequence, now no matter what efforts or how hard he tries to make money, the result will always be failure (in an amazing way, like some income-blocking supernatural force) or if he did make some it will be close to nothing.
So all these years our money keeps on decreasing til we reach the point with no income and full of debts (don't even have our own house anymore). He will have to look for someone to borrow money from every like one-twice a week, and yeah we live outta debt alone.
Now he is undergoing some self-purification-exorcist-introspection thingy, you know, something you do to be forgiven by God, yet given the (satanic?) nature of him, the progress is very-very-very slow, this is the 3rd year in the process (it doesn't have to be this long... but yeah), it obviously seems that his own pride is blocking him from forgiveness, pride like the feeling "i don't do anything wrong" "i already know that, you don't have to lecture me" and things like that, he have difficulties accepting the rays of "the right way".
Well this poverty-force will keep haunting as long as he don't make significant progress in getting to the right way, and yeah, here i am caught in this ship with him, jobless and poor... (well i hate jobs anyway) but i haven't give up yet, desperation is not my style
Now that my grandpa is dead, the heir was my father (crowned as heir since... birth maybe), and yeah sins have their consequence, now no matter what efforts or how hard he tries to make money, the result will always be failure (in an amazing way, like some income-blocking supernatural force) or if he did make some it will be close to nothing.
So all these years our money keeps on decreasing til we reach the point with no income and full of debts (don't even have our own house anymore). He will have to look for someone to borrow money from every like one-twice a week, and yeah we live outta debt alone.
Now he is undergoing some self-purification-exorcist-introspection thingy, you know, something you do to be forgiven by God, yet given the (satanic?) nature of him, the progress is very-very-very slow, this is the 3rd year in the process (it doesn't have to be this long... but yeah), it obviously seems that his own pride is blocking him from forgiveness, pride like the feeling "i don't do anything wrong" "i already know that, you don't have to lecture me" and things like that, he have difficulties accepting the rays of "the right way".
Well this poverty-force will keep haunting as long as he don't make significant progress in getting to the right way, and yeah, here i am caught in this ship with him, jobless and poor... (well i hate jobs anyway) but i haven't give up yet, desperation is not my style
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