i remember when i was a young lad and my parents would take the whole family to the lake.
and we would spend a week out there for my birthday.
i remember how they would get me a cake and a tshirt that had the same cartoon character on it as the cake.
then my pop pop would take me out on the dock with him.
and we would fish for sunpike or whatever the hell.
the ones that i managed to get off my hook would go in a bucket and i would stare at them until the sun went down and we threw them back into the murky waters that we got them from.
it reminds me of when everyone was happy and nobody ever had any problems.
i miss being a child.
so few people actually make me happy, and even less are the ones that i can spend time with whenever i wish.
i want to be a little kid again.
I AM CHAOS MAGICK
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instead of just sitting there and like watching porn or whatever the hell you do when you don't do your homework, create a time machine and maybe you can go back.
i stay in my room and make art, watch movies (porn, too) and fabricate beats because mother scares the living fuck outta me. she's crazy, she's like a hungry cannibal.
There were always problems. Children just fail to see them because, well, they're children and everything is always perfect. But the day we learn that our parents are just hiding all the problems from us for our own sake is the day we become disillusioned. It's also probably the day we all started masturbating or something.
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