"Nobody likes you. You're ugly and your mother dresses you funny. Now smile, you fucking douche." - Hank Moody
Everyone needs a mantra, right? Like Hank's, that one is mine. What? Would you prefer it was: "I love myself. I am filled with compassion for others. I am present now."
Sorry, but I don't believe in all that hippie shit. I mean, who are we kidding? Tell yourself whatever lies you like to help you sleep better at night but I prefer the harsh truth. One of my harsh truths is that I over complicate my life. I wish that I could go one day without the constant internal dialogue that plagues my every thought. Not the crazy "I hear voices" dialogue, rather the kind that tends to make me over analyze every decision. I'm sure everyone has a similar voice. Hopefully a much quieter one. Thankfully though, the whiskey tames mine. Tonight I hear nothing but the sounds of the ice rattling in my glass and the faint tones of the Beatles playing on my stereo. And since this magical potion is starting to take affect, I think it would be a good time to give you some harsh truths. So here goes...
1) Friends come and go.
2) You won't always get what you want (or deserve).
3) Many people will love you, plenty will not.
4) Nobody can transform your life like you can.
5) Rain will sometimes cancel play.
6) You are going to fail.
7) There may be no tomorrow.
8) Someone will always have more.
Most of these truths are common sense or nothing many of us don't already know. There is no doubt that life has its ups and downs. I guess all we can do is hold on tight and ask that in the end, the love we take be equal to the love we make. Until next time...
Go Fuck Yourselves,
WT
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