I don’t understand the writer’s block.
The last time I checked, A writer is someone who uses words to express his/her ideas or thoughts. Well then, How can someone stop having thoughts?
Well, here I am. Having one. Maybe.
But, I don’t care. I just write. I write what’s exactly in my mind at that moment. Right now, I am wondering what she’s pissed at? How can she be so weird to me? I want to kiss her. Scrap that, I want to fuck her. Maybe it’s the last time I will. You see, I don’t know what’s happening. Chuck that.
We broke up. It’s fine. Whatever. She is doing some stupid Instagram live right now, but I do feel a bit bad. Breakups are like that. A bit. Maybe.
Moving on to today’s dark necessity, I think I need a lot of alcohol to sustain my life in the future. You see, I have given all in. Nothing is holding me back. I am a free soul. A free bluebird. winters are here and so is Rum. I like it. It’s cheap and I can afford it. I get tipsy in just a few sips of it. It’s good. Keeps you warm. Try it if you haven’t.
Want a joke? Here you go.
What do you call a whore who licks your dick? Horlicks!
Hehehehehe. It’s bad. Sorry.
I am going to now share a very dear poem of mine with you all. It goes like this:
“If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery — isolation. Isolation is a gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you want to do it. And, you’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you’re going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It’s the only good fight there is.”
– I said it.
But I am sure Charles Bukowski said it first.
If you have a thought, go all in, my friends. It’s worth it. Like every man thinks about sex every day, I think about my purpose. Also, sex. The moment you find your purpose, you’ll see, life as a whole. You are going to love it. You will enjoy it.
If you’re gonna love her, go all the way. After all, she is a live wire.
Well, That’s it for today. That’s all I have.
Next time, next story. New characters, new feelings. Remember, Story is the same. Only the characters change. Always.
Also, You are beautiful. ‘)
By: Rocket Man