Jag kommer ihåg vad jag lovat. Inga mer löften ur tomma intet. Inte skriva om jag inte
har någonting att säga, jag har dock alltid något att säga, även om det för stunden bara är en
massa skit. Men jag måste teasa, lite i alla fall, för min egen skull. Så kallad själv-coaching.
I like having much to do, it’s how I work and how I prefer to do it. I promised myself to stop teasing about
projects I’m working on but I have to do it, for myself. I will not release any info about when I will publish
them, ’cause it always fails. So just the working titles for three different projects.
The fact is that this is mildly confusing. Taking the fact that I’m
very likable though I’m quite the opposite from my point of
view. 99% like this shit, 1% doesn’t, so what? Do anyone think
I give a fuck about a losers opinion? I’ve learned not to, cause
I know that if it would come to battle, I would most definitively
win and if not I would be proud for things I achieved. So you, you
little brat, beat it. Since I’ve learned to appreciate myself I’ve also
learned to appreciate that whatever I do I should not be embarrassed
so this is me, not being embarrassed for what I have and will achieve.
Don’t be jealous, it doesn’t suit you, it doesn’t suit anyone actually.
I’m tired defending the weak, cause I’m stronger now, stronger than
ever and I will laugh at you, you little prick when I stand on top of the
mountain declared the winner, for all the injustices and all the shit you’ve
caused everyone. I’m better than you, no one else, just better than you.
It’s a nice day, today, snowing, glowing. Nice.
At work and it was quite some time since I last sat here, on this
chair, at work, trying to write so I’m not gonna’ do it again. I’m
just gonna be me. Plain and simple. Read some old posts over at
the first Donkey Punch blog I had (it’s still there, just poorly updated)
and like a lightning it struck me, this blows. Everything.
I can see myself sitting at home, alone by my computer looking over
my shoulder seeing that “M. Hill” story, the final version but then I
turn my back on it, as always. “M. Hill” doesn’t cut it but I look back
once again and there it is, my masterpiece “The Man on the Airport“
it’s the first draft and then I turn my back on that too. Now I sit here
at work, writing this, thinking I should erase every word but then I
think again, these words may be uninteresting but it’s me and it’s me
it’s all about.
By the way, I look good in both sneakers and boots, in the nude.
I promised myself, to never write about something I haven’t published yet or
about my ideas but this time there’s a difference or at least that what I think.
For once, words come easy, no more detours. Just substantial topics, words and
thoughts or maybe not just substantial things, this is after all Donkey Punch! and
this is the place defined by crazy shit. Anyways what I was going to say is that I’ve
found a way to start this new cycle of topics, where I puke, dissect and just giving
everything of me into one topic at a time and since I know (statistically) that most
of you like the hate and negative sides of my words, I’ll give this stupid idea a try.
Back to the point, I’ve written two drafts of “The man on the airport” and it feels good,
not great but good is enough. I hope to publish it soon but for those who have followed
me for a time now, know that you shouldn’t expect something anytime soon but
waiting is half the fun, right?
Let’s push all things to the limit, it’s time to advice you all to
re-think your positions and your choices, meaning, should you
really be interested in this? In nothing? Cause’ that’s exactly what
it is, nothingness, reaching it’s highest point. After all the talk about
new beginnings, a new era, a new face of this blog — I’m tired of that
shit and I assume that so are you!?
If not, congrats’. But if you for one second think of all the unnecessary,
idiotic, uninteresting facts of Donkey Punch! then you might re-think
everything. Here’s some things I recommend whilst looking yourself
in the mirror and thinking about the nothingness of DP!
1. Punch your balls (if you have some)
2. Feel your boobs (or someone else’s)
3. Kiss yourself (it’s very, very satisfying, I promise)
4. Feel yourself (even more satisfying, don’t believe me? Try it!)
If you still decide that this place is the right place for you?
Welcome, you’ve passed the test. You’re totally DP’d. Nice
feeling, right? And it’s now, when you, every worthy soul gets
the shot to be apart of something fantastic, the ideas and thoughts
by me and it’s a pleasant ride, I can assure. So fuck off and welcome
to reality. This is it. As of now, this is it. The shit. The deal.
I look forward to crush your dreams tomorrow and bring you some
new ones the day after tomorrow because that’s the way things
work around here. WELCOME, This is Donkey Punch! The most
wonderful shit hole around here.
I most certainly suck, just so you all know. Someone thinks I do, so
well I do. I suck, suck, suck. I’m bad, I’m no good. I’m fucked up.
I’m a loser. Well yes but I’m better than you anyways, just so you know
I have a life, I have everything I want and I can get so much more.
Some aren’t worth shit, like, well some just aren’t. Twat.
Let’s just let go of the anger and enjoy the moment of being invincible
as always. I am, therefore I know. And I know an awful lot about fucked
up people trying to understand why their life suck, well, that’s just because
your a loser, nothing more, nothing less. But I do not fear and I do not
give a fuck. It might seem as I do give a fuck, I don’t, I just like answering to
people leaving worthless comments. Kisses to you, you worthless little lowlife.
Ain’t life just wonderful? Bye bye
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