shlemoil

snackin

[shlemoil]

I love this building

[shlemoil]

Passed out by nine, best physical shape, worst drinking shape of my life

[shlemoil]

winning hardcore

I'll have you know that I went out last night and the overwhelming soul-lust I've felt since you've left only ruined my night once or twice and barely factored into my morning suicidal ideation

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You're going to die fat, miserable and alone

It's going to snow and you'll have to wake up early

to brush it off your shitty car

sweatpants and old jacket

snow feathers into the gaps

you've not bought new clothes in years,

Anxious snow brushing-- to make it to work

adult child asleep in in your shitty condo

his schedule of masturbation and video games undisturbed

by your need for help

Snow almost cleared now, scrape the windshield now

go to your dead end job where everyone hates you now

look forward to work functions for social life now

have annual sex with the one ex that's a bigger loser than you now

Travel two hours to get it now

  And while it's happening think, think how you know how this happened

  How when you were young

and you let your ego take control

and you left a nice boy

you left him for the unknown

you left him for a higher level narcissism feed

you left him because you were scared of feeling anything

you left him because he wasn't the phantom of perfection you thought

that you needed to chase

  But the unknown is this, here, now.

  In the dawn

the frozen powder finding it's way

into the recesses of your sagging sweatpants

melting in your gigantic butt-crack

so, so big from the twenty years

of sitting and doing nothing

  I hope you see him

that morning

as you swear under your breath

at this world you've created

that's made you so angry

  I hope you see him on your drive to work

cleaning the snow off of his wife or girlfriend's car

and smiling about his life