#busllhit

[ericmooreporchkid]

okay so, i'm here.

what's going on?

am i doing standup? am i writing?

not fucking really.

am i on twitter seeing people constantly post about all the amazing jobs in comedy and writing they've obtained?

of course.

are some of them more talented than me?

yes.

are some of them not?

sure, who gives a fuck.

i don't really work that hard for anything lately. i'm happy to fuck the hell out of my girlfriend and buy her dinner and sleep next to her and say that i miss her when she's not around. i love her and that's pretty fucking wild and i think i do feel happy lately due to the precise cocktail of

anti-depressant and

booze

and

weed.

but i don't know. can i blame the pandemic anymore? do i actually have the tenacity to get my writing out there? do i even need to get it out there?

can't i just do some poems and writing and songs and be happy with that? a little standup on the side? some acting gigs here and there?

i'm ready to get things moving on this life of mine.

i don't know why but

even though i'm so dang happy with the person i'm with i still keep thinking

this isn't forever

i don't love her like i should love someone that would be longer term

i don't know i love her i just

wouldn't move in with her and

wouldn't marry her?

but that doesn't feel like it's a good enough reason to not carry on.

that's not a good reason to stop enjoying life

to stop breathing and tasting and fucking and typing, even if you aren't typing anythign good.

i know friends like meeee i know life is kkkkkk

okay so taht's all for now. therapy, yada yada yada.

my family is aging and i feel disconnected from them and not necessarily connected to or interseted in anything else so.

okay yeah bye

[meatbag-status]

found this buried in the ol’ folders. we didn’t know how blessed we were. we took it for granted. mass effect didn’t have it, so we were like, “that’s dumb.” da2 had it. but then…….the bane of all existence, da inquisition, came out and shit on all of us. perhaps it was our hubris….perhaps we couldn’t handle that kind of power.

[internationalsexsymbol]

On the Fifty Shades of Grey fandom that has come out of fucking NOWHERE

What the fuck is this shit.

From what I've read from the odd review or excerpt, this book is populated by cliches and is all sorts of wrong.  Not wrong morally, because fuck that.  But wrong as in nobody would ever say that ever and that is not how that works, good god.

Also, it appears to be written by a 15-year-old.

Mother of god.

Ladies.  Ladies.

Don't pretend you know.

Because you don't.

Because if you did, you'd be calling bullshit, too.

From Lizz's periodic assault on popular fiction she will never read anyway, and she should probably just leave well enough alone because it's not hurting anyone.