Drank, Drank, Drunk

Sometimes in life you come across something that you just cannot control. Doesnt matter what the fuck it is, you just cant control it. A car accident, a dog biting you in the ass, someones feelings, or an airplane taken over by a group of radical muslims that slams right into your fucking face. ouch. But its realizing that you dont have control over anything, when you finally have control over your life. Doesnt make sense? Well i didnt make my point yet.

You see, when crazy shit happens, emotions take over. "It's not fair!" or "I didnt deserve it" are typical responses towards shit that seems unjust and completely fucking random. But its when you let your emotions reside and let your mind take over, thats when you have complete control over your life. Complete control to say, "shit happens" or "well thats some fucked up shit", yadda yadda yadda, just fill in those quotations mark with something that allows you to not give a shit about the unjust things in this world.

Im writing this because, well, I myself need to realize i cant control alot of things, more specifically people, even more specifically a girl, even more specifically...well lets not go there.

If this made an coherent sense, well then confuckingradulations. Thats a job well done, cause after about two 40oz Miller High Lifes, i cant even make sense of what im thinking about right now.

I feel like going to bed, but i know im gonna be hurting later on. Anywho pikachu, peace.