Sometimes I Wish That I Was A

I Don't Jerk Off Because I'm Horny. I'm Sort Of Half-chick. It's Like District 9. I Can Fire Alien Weapons. I Can Insert A Tampon. No, I Do It Because I Want To Take A Brain Bath. It's Like A Hot Whirlpool For My Brain, In A Brain Space That Is 100 Percent Agreeable With Itself.

Numb Is The New Deep, Done With The Old Me, And Talk Is The Same Cheap It's Been.

I Can't Even Explain To You How Terrible That Feels, That I Equate Dating A Woman With Punishment, Shame, Guilt, Disappointment, Reproach, Reprimand, Persecution. It's A Nightmare.

Everybody Enjoys Arguing About The Current State Of Music Because It Feels As If You Are Talking About Something Incredibly Important, Yet It Requires Little Understanding Of The Subject Matter At Hand. It's Like World Politics Meets The Pink Questions In Trivial Pursuit. Points Are Made But Nothing Gets Accomplished.

Everybody Is Just A Stranger, But That's The Danger In Going My Own Way.