Manifest My Desire

My emotions got the best of me today.  While I firmly believe in my stance/principles, my words were loaded with emotion.  Ego got the best of me.

I am consumed with desire to be happy and at peace.  But shit, that is fucking much easier when you are not faced with conflict and a big steamy plate of crap-o-la.  Eating shit is stinky business.

I want to give up.  I want to be a hedonist.  I want to look forward to my place in hell.  Why can't I just be cool with future glasses of bubbly with joan rivers and bowls with snoop?