Writing. What is writing? What is reading? You’ll tell me it’s the words; I’ll tell you’re right, my humble reader, but naaaaah, you conked out, my dude! (1/?)
You’ll ask me how? Why? I’ll tell you to wait and hold your meat sack, buddy, and start reading… yeah-- read the rest of this hogwash because, by the end, you’ll be holding your tongue from cussing me out. (2/?)
If my words are nothing but bullshit in your eyes then at least you wasted your time reading but who knows? Maybe this will make sense in the end, only time will tell -- fair warning though: watch out for the words… 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘦… 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵. (3/?)
So you're actually reading?! Wait no I didn’t expect this (𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐’𝘮 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦. 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘫𝘰𝘣. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘍𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦.) (4/?)
Anyway, where were we? Ah yes, writing. I don’t know if you noticed by now but writing’s in everything, down to the T that makes up these very words I’m writing right now; at that 9-5 beating your ass; in those shops and signs you hardly notice (5/?)
and even that paycheck that sparkles wonders in your eyes that instantly turn to tears because you spent it all in less than five minutes. See? (6/?)
Well, lemme ask u this 1 question — I’m sorry, I’m boring you but bear with me here — have you ever stopped to think— to read what’s written on that money for a bit? Yes? No? Well, I don’t care — and neither do you — that shit’s getting spent right away (7/?)
And see, there’s an issue there. You get the money from one place and spend it in another without caring to take a breather for a moment — just that little moment. (8/?)
Now, I don’t speak for everyone cus I’m sure most of you are just wonderful people who try the best they can, but I just wanna get this off my chest; there’s no time. That’s the problem. Time. Care. In this beautiful shitty world, there’s no longer time to care. (9/?)
You’d rather read through a bunch of posts online than a book, and that’s fine (feel like I shot myself in the leg there), but it becomes a problem as time tolls away). Have you ever wondered why I’m just writing like this? Not in a book or just with proper punctuation? (10/?)
Well if I did, u woulda already lost attention, man (assuming u already haven’t). You don’t have time. 𝘐 don’t have time. We’d rather things be given to us on a silver platter more than anything. Why read this thing when I can just read its summary? That’ll save me time. (11/?)
So lemme ask you one more thing: what are you in a hurry for?
If you still don’t have an answer for that then welcome to 𝘍𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 (𝘕𝘰 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥) 𝘓𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 cuz we uh… got lots of questions and answers here for ya, man.
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