sincesimbawasborn1337 Posted November 28, 2024 Report Posted November 28, 2024 (edited) Im 12 days away from my birthday right now. Day 1: Today I had a day. And it was as its suppose to be. But tommorow is tommorow, im supposed to be with this type of fear and horror on how the bills might not get paid in the morning. I go back to work and force myself from bed. I sometimes look at this server and think of why im not here every now and then. I think about my country flag with that and the life I must have etc. There is such a cocky terror or bs to what all that ultimate bad truth, to be homeless is. I care less and less I swear to god. Im still sick tommorow even, yall know why? Because I fkng dont care. Its not my fear in particular. Im getting sick of it. If the road ahead is soooo such likely to be shit or so close ultimate homeless all the time? I say, bring it. As the good society this even is. I slept too hard lmfao. Thats what im there for if anything, is it not? Well okay then. Onwards to day 2 now. I will post day 2 tommorow or while at work because that morning rush can just suck my ass. Edited December 2, 2024 by sincesimbawasborn1337 1 Quote
sincesimbawasborn1337 Posted November 29, 2024 Author Report Posted November 29, 2024 11 days left. Day 2: "fun" they say. This blog is an absolute necessity for the morning routine. And yes its also fun actually. Was I morning rushed today as the little person I am, comprehending against the rules of my house bills? Its a damn shame to deny that matter of fact which I cannot. But I did not wake up like that per say this morning. I simply just knew that I need to be up. Its like im losing my sense of room or IQ and sense of grip. It is indeed what it should look like. But im not worried at all, neither is anything of it. Why are we SUPPOSED to have struggles? Everything is just so still. But I suppose being like water does not exactly have anything to do with the pumping heart. So, we jump. Sometimes you just look at yourself, and you realize while your in the stages of rushing yourself that its absolutely not where your...passion is. So you dont really stop, but you dont really necessarily continue either. You just know that the flow of it is where its at. Is it time to look at something else by that? Perhaps read a book or something? Yes, but not necessarily. Or who am I to say whats not necessarily. Necessarily? Yes, I always am.. doing something. We really are bs with that one word, "necessarily". Havent we realized that? Its always such a word in the context of what anything is afterwards. Pause everything and just go for it, "necessity". Thats what people call anything in life sometimes to a lesser degree. Necessity. I could have gone literally with sooo many words here. But I just went, "necessity". Hm. Do I ever break anyone down to "perhaps just water". Yes, look further up in this text. Because sometimes, what eventually comes down to it is that "necessity" lazy acknowledging thoughts on anything is not exactly someone that gets to be someone who is satisfied like anyone on anything sometimes. Perhaps I just mock that it has no soul, just like why I am about of being morning rushed this day and morning. The schedule is there. Its set. Steady for its followers. But do I see shit on the next person that is comfortable in this? Oh. Well. Now this is where I can get my fun. Its like a comedy show in school really. Everyone are under a schedule, like its heaven. But they all suck! Even the ones that are on the top of it. But what would be more fun actually? Well, sometimes I can find other types of comedy and with that I get a better sleep where I dont have school. Just an idea that regardless of how unbelievably "fun" anything in my life is or can be. I really am bored regardless. Who tf cares about the fun here? F that, idgaf how people might fall. I simply, am just bored of that one same movie. God damn is my friends in school crap bullshit. But they are nice and I appreciate them because we always get a schedule. If it wasnt for the morning rush and schedule. Yeah, ofc im lonely again. They simply dont belong in my idea of joy and fun in any perticular to me. I dont even invite them to my everyday reality any perticular actually. I acknowledge that people are boring and no fun today, necessarily. I just have angry thoughts of them too much because I am ofc not wearing my glasses is all. Glasses, which I absolutely am as spoiled with just as a computer picking person. My glasses are simply the key that I threw away in this life. The day I lost my computer actually or the day I could sense that I ofc get to lose it in the economy. My desktop stationary setup. That is the day I stopped respecting this "key" or "necessity" actually. Its why I break stuff. Because what is eventually and most necessarily, its to break those damn glasses that disappoints me and lets everything down. Such an attitude on such particular item. How dare the glasses sit on ME with its errors it sits upon in this life?! Thats all. Would like to stomp my glasses again if I ever get them again, anytime. Quote
sincesimbawasborn1337 Posted November 30, 2024 Author Report Posted November 30, 2024 23 hours ago, BadPotato said: 10 days left. Day 3: I would take the form of a bad potato today if I could and maybe because I really am. A bad potato. You all will understand what I mean eventually when I must die unfortunately. Yes "he is THAT bad potato". Now all I did on saturday was waking up. Off to day 4 if I can even make it! I begged that the folks wouldnt investigate me too close. Because when they see that one detail about me, I will be gone, forever. I really wish I didnt get investigated. But its probably too late as people has started to emerge. Perhaps the shelter of this user "BadPotato" is good enough. I need to hide or I will be gone. But ofcourse, all I can ever be, is Pelle Langstrump. Off to day 4 now. Quote
sincesimbawasborn1337 Posted December 1, 2024 Author Report Posted December 1, 2024 (edited) 9 days left. Day 4: I had an day. Nothing spectacular as usual. I got a girls phone number on my phone today, I could technically say. But I know it wasnt one of those real ones... Avoiding coffee and posions tommorow because as ofc, my life is already so. Fortnite battle pass was cool I suppose. But I know it wasnt one of those real enjoyments in my life. I suppose I have had a better day. But it wasnt thanks to you, or you or even you. As I watch my window that hates the weather, I blaze this one song: But I didnt even hear it. Damn this agony. Damn. Waiting for the song to end as its just like me, a party from far far away and none of us are invited. As it should be. There is a special threat waiting for us all with his match judge from when he died actually. For he is, Owen Hart. You can only understand if you went to Toys R Us anymore, unfortunately fun. Hehe. Fasten the seatbelts! Edited December 2, 2024 by sincesimbawasborn1337 Quote
sincesimbawasborn1337 Posted December 1, 2024 Author Report Posted December 1, 2024 This is great I thought I be banned again but this is good . Pelle Langstrump is baack! Quote
sincesimbawasborn1337 Posted December 2, 2024 Author Report Posted December 2, 2024 (edited) 8 days left Day5: Today is water day. Yes it will soon enough dust off the black dust and power. Bursts of utter posion leaving the body and mind. So I thought, hey why not leave a little mark on its way out? Im just carefully watching what will come and go. Because in a way, its just a burst. I took my time to actually be heading out from this forum before anything. But my promise is settled. So we will go for the 12 days completely. I basically just have too much boring transcriptions to say and logs so I will try to make it personal and fun. It has now been what I want it to be for this day. Tommorow? Well, its just a trace to look at and all of me will be tired of it as I move forward. Did we save every chat blog moment back in 10 or even 20 years ago? No. And I couldnt give less damn if I found it. Would I read myself again? No I would not. There is nothing special going on here than how a person used to roll his thumbs really. Bye for now. I will be back for tommorow, because I have assert myself to do so, all simply. Day 5. And I still think about Owen Hart(the wrestler) alot. I suppose I am just trying to find him today in any other person for now or how I can sense him to have continued. Oh, and he's canadian. That breaks my heart. So yes, I dont care what I would do with a usual computer anymore. I have moved on, and im way scarier now than I was about what I was on with simple equipment before. Now its personal and its about life on earth! I didnt want to go down to this I believe. Aching for Owen Hart. Thats... not good I suspect, for logical reasons. I want to put it in the readers minds again. Ever since universe was expanded, with infinite possibilites, it now is on about: Owen Hart. A wrestler. Yeahhhhhh I couldnt believe that one either, can you all believe you people??? I knoooooow. Edited December 2, 2024 by sincesimbawasborn1337 Quote
