Thunder is an emotion. I remember crying when I heard it. I never felt tough. I was never that guy. I was the one that had thoughts in my head. I was beat up by guys like you. I wasn\u2019t fond of taking a slap.<\/p>\n
But I guess you had to endure the pains life gave you. Gives you. Keeps giving. You may have asked for this. I didn\u2019t ask for this. It just sort of happened.<\/p>\n
I keep attention maybe two seconds at a time. It\u2019s a blessing and a curse. Most likely a curse if you don\u2019t like what I have to say. That doesn\u2019t make me wrong.<\/p>\n
Life is a mystery inside a riddle inside an absurdity. And we all know it. And we ignore it. You are a mess. I am a mess. And it\u2019s such a mess when we push our mess together.<\/p>\n
If you\u2019d have asked me ten years ago, I would say I hate myself and want to die. Now people like that frustrate me. They make me sad in a way that I don\u2019t like to be sad.<\/p>\n
Words come easily. Words come like water. They flow. Sometimes they overwhelm me. They\u2019re like a wave. They feel bigger than me. They are larger than life. But they\u2019re just syllables. Just harmless vowels and consonants. They push together to make ideas. Ideas are what\u2019s truly fucked. They make you think things. I\u2019d prefer to have ice cream.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Thunder is an emotion. I remember crying when I heard it. I never felt tough. I was never that guy. I was the one that had thoughts in my head. I was beat up by guys like you. I wasn\u2019t fond of taking a slap. But I guess you had to endure the pains life … <\/p>\n