crocodile tears

So how did it go? Did you manage to fuck your life up? I always thought your fuckedupness is one of the most beautiful things i have ever seen. I think we should just be proud of who we are. I keep making stupid mistakes again and again and just when i think i have found some peace, new things keep coming up that feel like an army of angry toads in my gut and I feel this emotionally paralyzing statue of sorrow in my being. But then i remind myself how fucking beautiful this all is. Haha. I LOVE IT ALL. I wanna be even more fucked up but do it with style. We are alive and that is all that matters. Everything else is just waves and clouds. Come and go. Life and death. Fuck till we drown in crocodile tears.