Welcome Mindfuck

Worries, worries, worries. I'm fill with 'em. So much of 'em. And at such an age where I feel I shouldn'd be worried this much, at least filled with this kind of worries, one does wonder how it'll all be once I hit the older years. I do wonder.

Fuck man, it's not the teeny years. And please, fuck the teeny years. Angst, paranoia, stupid curiosities. The stupid years, years that I lost out a lot on. But I guess, it was part of the journey. Nonetheless, fuck those years. And the soon-to-be last 2 years. Yes, it's soon. Not that soon, but it's nearing. I just ain't thinkin' 'bout it. Looks like there's space for something back there. Figure.


So figures I wasn't being accompanied during this whole journey, this whole duration. The whole support thing wasn't really there. It wasn't real. Pseudo. Thanks. It's left me bare, thinkin' there really is no hope in this place we're in here. Here, not there here there somewhere nowhere some place no place and this some place is that stupid mother-fucking place.

Place place place. It'll be places I'd be going soon, I know. It's something I sense, a deep feeling for it. It's sorta this determination thing, which, when I tell nome would understand. But I know, I'm gonna be going places. And yes, I said nome, not none whatsoever.


Fuck this, just fuck it. It isn't the night I wanted.

"Welcome"

I know, how the fuck youse minds' work.
I know, how your mind works.
So don't be trippy, don't be damned.
This mental profiling I do, it's one I created on my own, for my own use.
Once again, no one knows how it works. No one would.
So welcome mindfuck.

Welcome, and be fucked.