|\... *honestly, what...the...fuck?!?!
i get it, we have "unfinished business" and they demand their "payment" on-time, just like the goddamned fucking valkyries; go fucking figure.
still, given the relative nature of the assignment i had been given, i cant say that i ever felt that this was ever truly "over", as in "game over"; not by far.
for starters, i had been feeling rather strangely the past couple of months, especially during the months of october - december, to say nothing of the happenings and goings-on during the initial start of the decade and year, specifically. why, then, did i feel as if there was a large convergence of forces that worked out magnificently to TRULY fuck with me, especially during the final 15 days of the month of february? sadly, i dont think i'll ever really know the answer to that question, neither, ha ha ha, which is to say we're officially "back in the game". hey, fuck it, if they refuse to fucking kill me outright, then i will surely enjoy fucking them back, ha ha ha. or as the saying goes: "it's only gay if you push back"; ha ha ha. no, i am not a homosexual, but i am assuredly more happy about my present situation than i was at the start of this month of March, 2020, ha ha ha, and that's certainly a noticeable improvement i will gladly relish in, especially since i have maintained all along that i was on "vacation" starting with the 1st of March, and somehow that degenerated into the ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD GOING ON HIATUS!!!
again, i must shout out loud "WHAT...THE...FUCK!?!?!"
how come things make so much perfect fucking sense to me, and me alone? bro, there is no comfort in being me, at least none that i can fathom, but trust me, i am definitely NOT COMPLAINING, ha ha ha.
i get it, we have "unfinished business" and they demand their "payment" on-time, just like the goddamned fucking valkyries; go fucking figure.
still, given the relative nature of the assignment i had been given, i cant say that i ever felt that this was ever truly "over", as in "game over"; not by far.
for starters, i had been feeling rather strangely the past couple of months, especially during the months of october - december, to say nothing of the happenings and goings-on during the initial start of the decade and year, specifically. why, then, did i feel as if there was a large convergence of forces that worked out magnificently to TRULY fuck with me, especially during the final 15 days of the month of february? sadly, i dont think i'll ever really know the answer to that question, neither, ha ha ha, which is to say we're officially "back in the game". hey, fuck it, if they refuse to fucking kill me outright, then i will surely enjoy fucking them back, ha ha ha. or as the saying goes: "it's only gay if you push back"; ha ha ha. no, i am not a homosexual, but i am assuredly more happy about my present situation than i was at the start of this month of March, 2020, ha ha ha, and that's certainly a noticeable improvement i will gladly relish in, especially since i have maintained all along that i was on "vacation" starting with the 1st of March, and somehow that degenerated into the ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD GOING ON HIATUS!!!
again, i must shout out loud "WHAT...THE...FUCK!?!?!"
how come things make so much perfect fucking sense to me, and me alone? bro, there is no comfort in being me, at least none that i can fathom, but trust me, i am definitely NOT COMPLAINING, ha ha ha.
(editor's note: the previous words were written at the onset of the pandemic being officially declared in March)
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