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It's All You Got, Kid
Don't take any of it too seriously. That's all I got, kid. Fling paint on the bedroom walls if you want to, and call it interior design with a modern touch. If it happens to look good, it's still nothing. Just like all the nothing we call art. So what? If it feels good, do it. If it feels really good, do it a lot, if it's really worth going against the grind. (Moderation's a nice touch, but I prefer doing things however much I want to. Until I get bored and move on, no self-regulation required) I recently started drinking more. That's my new thing. They say drinking a lot too often, ultimately causes cirrhosis of the liver. (For years, I bought it) Well that's just fine. Hell, why have a healthy liver just so you can live long enough to watch yourself decline, until there's no more good time games to be had in secrecy? Long enough to watch yourself stop walking fast, stop screwing hard, stop wiping your own ass even? I'd rather live fast, and die even faster. But that's my thing. Yours may well be something else, like painting daisies, or growing tomatoes, for the hell if I know why. (They'll give you plenty more to choose from through the years) A bit vulgar for your tastes, I know. But vulgarity is life. You may as well embrace it, enjoy it. I probably shouldn't be saying this to a five-year-old, but it's all you got kid.
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