Prologue.
Today I write in a different language. Because I just fucking feel like it. I miss sayin' the word 'FUCK'. It's a big soothing strong word, and probably I'm feeling more Hank Moody today than yesterday and the day before and that's probably why I need so much to say 'FUCK'. It's actually one of my favourite words, and I almost may say that it unleashes a natural Xanax in my veins... Every time I say 'FUCK'. At this point just by writting the shit out of it, I'm practically stoned in Fuck-Xanax's. And there I go again... Fuck, fuck, fuckity, fuck-fuck-fuck. Jeez, it feels good once in a while. You actually should try it some time, if you're not an uptight-ginourmous-douchebag. It really makes you feel better. Say it in english, say it in your native tongue, say what ever the fuck you want. JUST SAY 'FUCK'. Say it. Even while you're reading this piece-of-shit-text-of-mine, say fuck repeatedly and the text itself will become a Rimbaud fucking poetry to you. It's almost like chewing bubble-gum, Jerry Seinfeld's joke actually says when you're chewing bubble gum, nothing ever seems to bother you... Well Mr. Comedy this is my version. SAY 'FUCK' a thousand times, loud, low, whatever makes you hard.
At this point, myself - the writer - is ready to begin.
I'm no Newton, nor Copernicus, or whatever you may call a 'genious. But it seems to me that everyone likes to fall in love. Now, at the first impression you'll see a girl that finds you very charming, and you actually start dating her, BUT if she does not give you what you want you'll start to look for another. Every man does this shit. Nowadays it's the easiest fucking thing to do. You can facebook some bitch, twit her in her twat or whatever the fuck people do on twitter, you can text, IM, and the list goes on and on and on... Fuck me.
What the fuck happened to a simple phone call in which two people would set something simple where they talk and share glances, and smiles, and a hot cup of coffee...? What the fuck happened to all that shit? Today everyone texts, everyone emails, or facebooks... Are we real anymore? Are we becoming more virtual by the fucking second? I'm surely aware the fact of writing in a blog does not make me the Lord of the Reason, but my point here is just... Why the fuck people don't see eachother anymore? Is it just me? Everything must be complicated, and ''today I can't and tomorrow you'll be away, so let's try next week?" And I'm pretty much sick and tired of all this bullshit complications. I'm not that old but in my time what I did was something as simple as picking up the fucking phone, call someone, ask her out, and that was basically it.
Today we have more technology than we could ever be enough grateful for, and the fact is that we just don't use this possibilities for the greater good. We never do. Tomorrow, call a friend. Go get a cup of coffee.
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