As it turns out, a date, like January 1, 2019, doesn’t not end misery, misery is a continuous cycle that doesn’t have a Glamour Model Calendar hung up in it’s mancave or garage for it’s old pervert who remembers jerking off to a time before porn, when we had to get creative with our jerking off, because hardcore sex wasn’t readily available in the masses it is available for us today…..Misery just keeps on trucking until one day you either change your way of thinking, or you die….often times dying is easier…but changing your way of thinking is more fun….and the cure I’ve found for Misery is zero expectations. When you don’t want or need anything from anyone and you view the world like the comedic routine it is. With everyone all so fucking serious, scrambling at the same bullshit, it’s hard to be miserable. It’s too entertaining to be miserable…..so on day 2 of your 365 days to change your life…my words of wisdom and life advice from a practically homeless man guru…is genuinely don’t care. Nothing actually matters, everything is a simulation, when you feel yourself feel, tell yourself you’re a queer and to stop being a queer, and to start doing what matters….staring at tits….

Staring at tits, always fulfilling, always a good use of time, always a distraction from all the bad, something to get you through the hard times….it’s not vulgar, if anything it’s natural and just taping into baby you, when it was all so simple….Tits…the only thing that matters and that’s where I come in….with the tits…I am your spirit guide….follow me to the areola hut.

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