Complimented

I am not sure why I felt good when someone complimented my English? Maybe it is because we are living in an opportunistic century, making true compliments rare. Or it has to do with a video of mine commented on by someone wishing for an English version? Yeah right, hang in there, the tormenting wish…

Sex is Evil, Violence is Good

For the Devil’s sake, God shoot I now. Call I weird, but I find it strange: it is okay to portray murder, even massive murder, on public media, but highly immoral and an abomination, to express mattress dancing there. How has the human race turned out to appreciate violence, more than passion and affection? Haven’t…

Boobs and Vaginas

I find it interesting that no matter how many sexual references I have so far made, tossing out my appreciation for female genitalia, many still think that I am gay. However, I continue to take it up, as a compliment. My dear, have you taken a closer look at their lifestyle: living in the moment,…

Of Course, She Has a Vagina

Great shout outs, to this goddammit twenty-first century, in which the obvious is no longer necessarily, the expected. Many, including previously redefined self-proclaimed retards, are accepting reality. This has reached an extent of searching for the truth, instead of holding unto traditional fucked up believes. These believes were known by many, before they were pushed…

Never Forgetting the Basics

Although I am a Scientist and a huge fun of advancing and modifying life events and aspects, it never takes a way a fact that I am human. Deep down within I, there is, and will always be bits of humanity. It doesn’t matter, no matter how much I rendered, and still are rendering myself…

An Ex’s Wedding Invitation

The humped festive season is officially over, and many are returning to their miserable lives. Sadly, these individuals are failing to make necessarily adjustments, yet they can. They are illuminated with a delusional belief, that life should be boring, soon as one attempts this thing called adulting. Oh, you my dear, you are doing it all…

Are you staring at my boobs?

The Sweet Escape: Oh dear, that lagging necklace thingy you have got going on there, it is mesmerizing. Its curvatures are ridiculously tormenting, with darling sparks of glares. I just can’t take my eyes off it. It seems to be embedded with darkish tones of silver, with a surface having a smooth appearance. Oh, am…

Voices In my Head

Peter: Joseph, do you believe in God? Joseph: No, I don’t. Okay, alright, I used to. In fact, I once dreamt of becoming a priest. But, that was with a sole purpose of casting demons out of people; better yet, become the first black pope. My fucken dream got annihilated by a bunch of bureaucratic…

She had Huge Boobs, That I Recall

It is clear, pretending that you liked a someone’s personality on first sight is total bullshit. Worry less my sweet devilish angels, I come bearing great good news: we are in this together, thus no need to feel all weird about it. Next time you feel stranded claiming not to remember how to describe a someone…

Your Face is Adult Content

One shouldn’t act all surprised, as if they have spotted an old guy, wearing a pink sweater, and riding a pony. I used to think that ponies where majestic creatures, until a day I heard of a pony, which kicked a tiny human, straight in the belly. Seems irrelevant, right? Right. Yeah right, so is…

Full Time Job For Graduate School

Don’t do it Joseph, a tiny voice in my head kept echoing. Who was I to resist a thought to be adventurous lifestyle of graduate school? You bet, and besides, I could not simply let such an opportunity slip by. Furthermore, with increasing bills to pay, in a turducken perfect world, quitting a full-time job…

I Will Be There; But They Never Show

For the cool kids across the block, they prefer to use ghosted. However, I am going old school on this one and sticking it up the arse. Any who, placing that bull crap a side, every time an obstacle sways towards I, all I see, is a new opportunity rising. This is a time for…