You ever walk down the street, and see someone, and just...I dunno...they annoy you? Something about their face. And you kinda just think, for a split second, it'd be cool if they got hit by a car.
That's terrible. I know.
But you do it. You think horrible thoughts about people--at people. Don't lie. It's true. You do it. We all do it. And the beautiful thing is, there ain't no crime in that. Thoughts are just thoughts. Not hurting nothing. Whatever masochistic Catholic pope decided thinking can be a sin must confess to himself all the God-fucking-damn time. Seriously, how can we be punished for thinking? We can't. It's only when we act on the no-so-nice--or downright atrocious-- thoughts that things get ugly.
Well, I won't lie. I can be quite the bitch in my head. I can be a vindictive, hateful, shrew sometimes. Some may say, a c*#! And I keep my mouth shut. I don't repeat the awful things that go through my head. And frankly, I should really keep them to myself...but I have this nasty little inkling my dark side is just the morbid, blue humor people are jonesing for.
So here you are kids. All the things I should never say outloud but think every motherfucking day. Live for you to devour with your eyes. Dig in.
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