" Walter Benjamin, He Wrote An Essay Titled: ' The Destructive Character ' In Which He Said ' The Destructive

I realize I post alot of Russians things, because I grew up with and respect Russians.  I am, however, not Russian at all and am American, Swedish German and Irish by blood.  So here’s Swedish song I liked alot growing up, done by a Norwegian, just to confuse you, it’s actually a song from the mid 1800s that alf redid in 1955.

It’s also really hard to translate into english and make it sound good so I’ll just say its about a farmboy in a rural county falling in love with a girl, but being separated from her for much of his life, because he was too busy working on the farm to travel and see her.  Sounds pretty American doesn’t it?

I still think Russian rap is THE rap linguistically, and yes that includes english, however, German rap, though often terrible, also flows very well to my ear, and I think Maske might be the best rap album Europe has to offer over all.

Your Addiction is Bullshit

I’ve quit more drugs than most of you have done, It’s all in your weak little mind.  Now dont get confused, I’m not belittling addicts, it’s a hard thing to deal with, but you can do it, and you can do it without other sad addicts and meetings and bullshit.  These are crutches that still keep whatever substance near and dear to your heart, sure you dont do it, but you talk about it each and every week, and then when you go back to it you wonder why.

Believe all the fairy tales you want, theres no such thing as a successful 12 step program, stop being a fuckin rube about it, I go days, weeks without this or that drug, sometimes its physical symptoms, thats just like having the flu, man up.  You’re stronger than any drug, or you’re not and it will kill you, you decide which its all within your mind, but stop, STOP being an annoying cunt about it, if everytime you open ya mouth you mention your recovery or whatever, just spike up, atleast youll shut the fuck up about it.

The first time I smoked crack I was like 14,we were doin it ALL weekend, none of us slept, and then I went to school monday.  I felt like shit for days, but I got over it, without any external influence what so ever, i could do it as a child, you can do it as a sentient adult, stop this nonesense. 

I know I sound mean, and i sound like all the ignorant people that havent been there, but I’m not mean, and i HAVE been there, half your addiction problem was people enabling and coddling you, you cant recover with more coddling, youre responsible, YOU, and only YOU can change it, collect all the dumb sobriety coins you want, theyre a nice little token of how youre wasting your life now instead of booze or heroin or, what the fuck ever.

Jesus doesnt love you, love yourself.  Hell if Jesus IS real he’s the one that let you get all fuckin smacked up in the first place, he was a bit of a wine drinker I’m sure he was just passed out.

“ Dead “

The only good cops a dead cop

She lay down beside me, towards dawn she pronounced for the first time the word “death.” She too seemed to be weary beyond endurance of the task of being a human being; and when I reflected on my dread of the world and its bothersomeness, on money, the movement, women, my studies, it seemed impossible that I could go on living. I consented easily to her proposal.

Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human

I dont have boobs so I have to win people over the hard way, you know, wit, and intelligence and, skills therein.  It’s not going so well...maybe if i change my tumblr name to tweakerbarbie people will love me.  The again MY dad hugged me so I dont need that daddy hug from strangers.  Hat off to the dumb sluts of tumblr, cant imagine why ya parents dont give a flying fuck about ya, have some more meth i mean you have a 7th grade education, surely your brain can handle the damage.

Shakes the Clown