Leapdragon 2016 - Aron Hsiao Was Here

the man  §

I’m sad. I’m really sad. So here I sit drowning my sorrows. I won’t do anything tonight, nor will I do anything tomorrow night, nor the night after that, because that would just be too healthy, or too well-adjusted.

I want the abuse of every person who will blame it on me, who will tell me to get off my ass, make a change, take control, grab the reins. I want to be abused. I want to be abused, and I want it purely out of spite.

I want everyone to hate how much I whine and I want everyone to be tired of hearing me. I want to blame the world for never understanding and I want to blame myself for understanding about complaining about the world never understanding.

I want to break the rules, get evicted, fail to turn up, get fired, not make my bills, end up homeless, commit a senseless murder-mugging in broad daylight, get convicted, start a fight with the biggest, meanest person in prison, get beaten to within an inch of my life, leave a hateful note to everyone that ever loved me, and disappear into the ground, hated.

I am underground, underground, underground, underground,

underground.